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The golden lunch club.
The golden lunch club.
A much more kinky sexed up modern version of the breakfast club story.
Introduction:
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The various terminology for school vary from country to country. The Characters in this story are generally understood to be of universtity age.. but hey I left it open to interpretation. Each to their own.
Prologue:
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(This is the back story, you can skip this if you dont care how the characters got into their sexy situation - skip to section "beginning")
St Bernards was a strict Christian private school located near the town of Queepburg on the west coast. Humourously most people called it queef-burg.. (since the only other way to say it was creep-burg which was a lot less funny) However in its later years it was plagued by a number of scandals. Like most institutions of its type there tended to be be a lot of discrimination against non christian, and non-hetresexual students. This was not uncommon, and for the most part the organisations administrating such schools weathered such scandals with good humor, since such thinking was just taken for granted by the small minded - and parents that shared these prejudices were usually cashed up and willing to enroll their children.
Over the years however it became less and less tolerated by society. Christian Morance (or Chris as he friends called him) spent most of his early school years in the junior school of this facility. Subsequently he had a very strong Bible education, but equally - he really wasn't interested. Sure he was well versed in the bible front to back, but by now he was just sick of it. His name tended to make people think of him as devout too. Annoying. How many times can they go over the same stuff. Too many.
At around the time he graduated year 6, one last scandal was the last nail in the coffin for St Bernards. No amount of damage control or blaming it on dogma would work this time. Apparently the local school chaplin, had perhaps unsurprisingly been found to have some very unchristian interests in the choir boys.. and at this point the owners of the school just wanted the whole thing to go away. Enrollment had been dropping anyway, and no matter how much they tried to facilitate tolerance, students not meeting the expected sexuality or strict christian values were always dealing with severe bullying daily. It was easier to just close the entire school, all three campuses, junior, upper and university. It just wasnt worth the bad press.
Chris had then been enrolled in a public school, but it was inconvenient and required travel, but at least he didn't have to do bible study. St Bernards now abandoned sat around gathering dust. It remained like this for several years, but due to its out of the way location had for the most part been spared the worst of any property damage. Other than the dust, and some grafiti and broken windows on the infamous chapel, it was still in pretty good shape. The years went by and social ideals changed and evolved. Eventually a property developer got interested and purchased it. Fencing it and doing minor repairs which preserved it further. Soon he too lost interest - and it was purchased by a former student, one who had actually been bullied there. He had made his fortune producing reality TV shows about gay fashion designers and the lack of any decent nearby education facilities to his town was annoying as his family had children of school age. He also wanted to get revenge of a sort, so he hired some staff and set about getting it running as a school again. The uniform shop as it turned out was still stocked to the roof with uniforms.. the logo a great fancy B symbol and a St prefix. To save money and really to take the piss out of the original name he renamed the school St Barry's after a celebrity known for dressing as a woman, and opened up enrollment.
For the most part the lessons more or less followed those of public schools, and like most schools in that period they had a strong diversity policy. Which meant they encouraged alternate self identification, and almost discriminated against hetrosexual students. The students for the most part went with it, as the school got extra funding for students that met diversity criteria anyway, and for the vanilla students they just listed themselves non binary to make the teachers happy and just went about their normal social interactions with students of the opposite gender regardless. Chris was now a senior enrolled into the local university/collage campus. At least he didnt need to get up an hour early for the bus anymore. He was hoping to get work in aircraft mechanics, but the only airport available was one owned by the former owners of the school. They dealt in a lot of chartered flights for wealthy missionaries for the most part, so he needed to maintain a certain average grade to qualify for employment once he graduated.
Ironically enough having the reputation of a christian now placed him in a minority, and qualified the school for extra funding for him too, which meant unlike the other students; he could be as hetrosexual as he liked, and the staff and students usually were fine with that. His childhood christian brainwashing had actually proven useful, to keep his average grade up he took the elective of theology which basically required no effort after 6 years of detailed bible study to keep high grades, which allowed him time to focus his studies on the other units to keep his average grades up. Win win. He really had no other options there were no other airports nearby and he had no desire to move - but for the most part it was a satisfactory arrangement..
It was not all good in this school however - like most universities they had a college football team, and thanks to the accepting policies, several of them had been openly gay pretty much since day one. The meat head jock Hank the quarterback pretty much matched every critera of your typical quarterback. Assertive, Popular with the cheerleaders, pumped weights, kind of annoying, and chugged beers.. except he was openly gay. To make things worse, in an example of all the worst traits of footballers - he was also pushy with those he considered attractive. Having the usual self centred opinion he was somehow entitled to them.
Awkwardly Hank had the biggest crush on Chris, who was not interested in men at all. This led to a lot of embarassing (and even more amusing) moments, especially if Hank got drunk and tried to make a pass at Chris. Hank annoyed Chris on almost a daily basis, cat called and propositioned him almost every other day. Hanks ego legitimately could not imagine a world where a guy he liked was not interested in him. This all eventually led to a school yard fight one friday morning. Hank was going off on one of his usual tirades about Chris thinking he was too good for him, and apparently frustrated by his lack of interest took a swing at Chris. Chris did what he could to defend himself, but he was soon on the ground down for the count just in time for the vice principal to arrive and catch the end of the fight.
Fighting in general was not tolerated at St Barry's, the usual policy would have been to expell or at least suspend the both of them, but after talking to the spectators of the incident and both boys the truth soon came to light. It was rather a tricky problem. A so called strict christian in a fight with a gay guy. His first thought and no doubt anyone that heard about it after the fact would naturally assume the Christian had been "gay bashing" but to discover it had been the other way round, a gay jock had initiated a fight with a straight guy because he wasn't gay. Geez, there is no way that would come out well. If he kicked Chris out, the school would be in trouble as he was innocent. Religeous persecution. Sweet Jesus, that would end badly. On top of that, the football team was due to play in a major national next week, and losing their star quarterback would end just as badly. Their place in the entire season. Riots likely. Well shit.
In the end the best solution he could come up with was to bench Hank for the next training match, that would suitibly bruise his ego, but not hurt their chances in the real match, and reshuffle Hanks classes so Chris never crossed paths with him again.. in effect a restraining order. Considering Hanks hard on for Chris - removing a distraction would probably come out better anyway, athletically. For Chris he just put him down for one day detention, which would be during his free day today anyway. The fight wasn't really his fault but he couldn't play favourites. Problem solved.
Beginning:
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The vice principal ordered Chris, who was now sporting an impressive black eye, to go clean himself up in the co-ed bathroom, then report for detention. The vice principal followed behind Chris, intending to wait for him in the corridor to escort him to the detention room once he had freshened up. The vice principal was at best a minute behind when Chris entered the bathroom, and headed over to a stall to relieve himself. Then as he walked over to the sink to wash the grime off his face he could smell smoke. Looking over his shoulder he could see telltale clouds drifting up from two stalls. To make matters worse he was pretty sure one of the clouds was not tobacco.. it was too late to warn whoever was smoking, and as the Vice Principal cracked the door open, calling, "Mr Morance if you are done, follow me.." at that point the vice principal got a solid smell of the smoke, and enraged stormed into the bathroom. "Christian Morance, what in gods name are you smoking?"
Not wanting to get in more trouble by covering it up, Chris sighed with resignation, answering, "It's not me, its whoever they are." Pointing at the two stalls, where a couple of female voices could be heard exclaiming, "oh shit". His eyes narrowing, the vice principal walked over to the stalls and knocked on both doors. "If you two would be so kind as to join us out here..." there was a hiss and a flush in both stalls as the girls pointlessly tried to flush the evidence then opened the doors sheepishly. Behind the doors was two girls, one in a sports top and green terrycloth athletic shorts, tight enough to look more like hotpants, and the other wearing the schools tartan skirt and blazer.
The skirt looked to be a little shorter than regulation. Giving more of a "catholic school girl fetish" vibe than valedictorian. "Hi, aah sir.. what seems to be the problem.." the two rather pretty girls asked in unison. His eyes narrowing, the vice principal barked, "Don't play innocent with me.. you know there is no smoking in this school, and there is definately no smoking whatever the hell you had either" glaring at the second girl. "..we weren't" they started to protest, but another glare silenced them. "I think you two girls should join young Mr Morance here for a morning of detention.. don't you agree?" the girls again tried to protest, they didn't want to waste their free periods.. but the Vice Principal would have none of it, "i think the pleasure of your company in detention is getting off lightly ladies.. I am pretty sure if we mentioned your little vice here to the police they might take a different view over whatever was in that joint of yours" The second girl went very pale, and the first just looked at her feet.
"Thats what I thought. Follow me you three.." the vice principal held open the bathroom door and gestured for them to walk out. Exiting a moment later to escort them down the hallway. The girl in the sports top and green hotpants was a dirty blonde called Marla, she was a senior on the girls hockey team, and her only class that morning had been hockey practice., She had come directly from there to the bathroom, explaining the outfit. Her shirt was a little sweaty, making it slightly translucent, revealing a matching green bikini top to her shorts that did nothing to hide her nipples. She was by all accounts only into boys, although like many students had lied on her admission form to identify as non binary. Chris now walking behind the two girls noted mutely Marla had a very nice ass, the fact her cheeks stuck out of the back of the shorts almost showing the pink of her labia only improved the view. The other girl, a brunette wearing the blazer and tartan skirt was Riley. In her admission form she had shamelessly identified as bisexual. At one point she stumbled throwing the back of her much too short skirt up a moment flashing creamy white ass cheeks and a light gray stretch cloth thong g-string, that was slightly darker where it met the bottom of her very visible labia. The edge of the rosebud of her asshole peeked out on one side of the elastic too. Presumably it was sweat, or something more interesting observed Chris in the second and a half he got to enjoy the view.
The vice principal marched them into a room with some tables arranged in a donut shape, and sat them all around it. From his vantage point Christian actually had a pretty good view through the hole in the middle of the table circle of both girls legs - and up them too. Well at least the view is nice he thought.
The vice principal took a seat on the other side of the room behind a desk and put his feet up to read a book. From his vantage point all he could see was the top of the circle of desks had he looked. Shrugging Chris pulled out a pencil case and some workbooks to study, stealing glances between their legs every now and again. The two girls looking bored, prompted the vice principal to notice when he looked next and order them to write a 1000 word essay about why they shouldn't smoke at school. Groaning with annoyance the two girls pulled their pens and paper out too, slouching down in their seats to pout at the empty page in front of them. Things are looking up thought Chris. In their new position both girls were in effect sitting low in their respective chairs with their knees wide open. From where Chris sat the mound of their respective labias stuck out attractively against their crotches. A slight camel toe easily visible on both of them for Chris. The green shorts had ridden up even further when Marla's slouched down in her chair. He could basically make out her entire ass cheeks now, and the pink of her labia lips had gone from almost in view to sticking out a little below both sides of the scrunched up fabric of her shorts up to the V of the cameltoe. Riley's knickers were in much the same condition, but due to the thong back had not caught on the chair to ride up as much. There was a small clearly evident wet spot just where the bottom of the crotch, with a peek of pink straddling it too joined the narrow ribbon of fabric at the back.
Chris shifted uncomfortably in his chair as the view caused something in his pants to start reacting.
Both girls were oblivious to the furtive glances of Chris between their legs. They were both in their own world of misery. The pair of them had both gone to the bathroom because each of them actually had quite badly needed to pee, but had lit up their respective smoking choices the one having inspired the other. At the time the urgency was not bad enough to take care of it before they lit up, thinking they had plenty of time. The vice principal however had caught them before they were able to empty their bladders, and in the 15 minutes or so of pondering their misfortune, the urgency HAD become bad enough. The pair of them were now visibly squirming. Marla probably had it the worst of the two, having hydrated more during hockey practice, but Riley was not far behind.. when she had stumbled earlier she had actually let a little bit out causing the dark patch that Chris had noticed. Riley was uncomfortable but it was a warm day and the feel of wetness between her legs in her current position actually caused a nice cooling sensation down there so she put up with it as she tried to think what to write.
Marla put her hand up and asked if she could go to the bathroom. "Nice try Marla, so you can go have another cigarette? I don't think so. You can stay right there.", answered the vice principal. Groaning with annoyance Marla started squirming her hips around and opening and closing her legs. The movement caught Chris's eye and he looked again. Out of desperation Marla, still entirely oblivious to Chris, was staring dejectedly at her page. Having no other option, she discretely moved her left hand between her legs. As Chris watched said hand settled on the crotch of her shorts, resting at the top of the cameltoe formed by her labia through her tight shorts. The movement easily visible in her current seating position to Chris.
After a pause she started rubbing two fingers up and down the crease of her cameltoe, and at the apex would circle them over where he assumed her cliterous was, thrusting her hips a little at her fingers with each rotation before running down the slit again. This only served to make the cameltoe worse, she could have been wearing nothing but green paint at this point and it would look the same. After a few seconds he noticed a dark green stain running along the cameltoe slit of her tight green shorts following the finger. At this point Chris was rocking a major hard on, and he was so intently staring between her legs that distracted as she was, her breath now panting as she thrusted against her finger; she noticed his attention and looked up like a deer in headlights. Chris smiled at her reassuringly and gave her the thumbs up signal. At that point her own vantage point gave her a perfect view under Chris's desk and she could see his very obvious bulge. At this point she was so far gone she decided to keep going regardless not wanting to stop, the bulge between Christians legs at this point was only adding to her desire. She maintained eye contact with Chris, glancing down every now and again at his bulge as she kept rubbing herself.
It felt really nice she decided, but it was not entirely sucessful, as more small leaks erupted darkening her crotch more. Chris at this point getting into a bit of a state himself could not focus on his study, and found himself drawn more and more into the foggy sexed up eyes of Marla, that stubbornly maintained seductive eye contact with him as she molested herself. The wetness he assumed was just her arousal, and as the smell of her arousal reached his nose he suddenly found himself with an uncontrollable urge to taste her. An urge made all the stronger as Marla's fondling of herself had caused her labia to now be almost entirely exposed at times. Riley at this point entirely forgotten was just staring into space chewing a pencil. Signalling to Marla, Chris gestured for silence then after checking where the vice principal was looking pushed his pencil case and some papers off his desk. "Oops, i better pick those up" Chris uttered lamely for the benefit of the vice principal and slid under the desk where he quickly shuffled everything into a pile and crawled over under Marla's desk, so that her wet crotch was less than a foot from his face. Marla was a little confused, but her sex addled brain kept her fingers moving. Quickly checking behind him the Vice Principal was out of view, Christian waited until Marla's panting got really short and rapid, hoping to time it right he leaned in, gently intercepted Marla's frantic hand, then replaced it with his mouth gently sucking the wet crotch of her shorts.
Marla literally on the edge of climaxing was suddenly startled at a tender hand on hers, and the feeling of warm breath and sucking on her wet shorts, the sensation coming just at the right time to make her cum. Through clenched teeth she tried to mute her gasp of pleasure, but in the end it was all too much and she couldn't stop herself exclaiming, "oh fuck.." as a final wave of pleasure caused her abused bladder to let go, a good mouthful being sucked through the fabric into Chris's mouth, which was thankfully so dilute he thought she had just squirted. The vice principal looked up with annoyance, and Marla jumped up to cover her "orgasm face" and looked down at the pee running down her leg, some pooling on her seat.
Riley only having observed some of what had happened had a fair idea what had really happened, and found herself looking longingly at Marlas dripping shorts. From where she sat Riley could see the wet crotch of Marlas shorts from the back, and had a wonderful view of her almost naked ass - the back having ridden up to far now it was basically more like a thong g-string than shorts.
"Sir I seem to have had an accident.. can i please go to the bathroom now?" Looking up the vice principal spotted the pee stain and drips and groaned with annoyance, "Fine, but you have to take Christian with you, to make sure you don't suddenly have an urge to light up another cigarette on school grounds." Chris at this point had grabbed his pile of dropped items, and climbed over the table, staring at her wet shorts as he stood there. Marla looked at him, and he could see her eyes were still seductively foggy as she locked her eyes to him. Her eyes had an almost preditory look to them. Swallowing nerviously, Chris said, "yes sir i'll do what i can".. running over, Marla grabbed Christians hand and led him rather forcefully down the hall to the co-ed bathroom leaving a light trail of drips the entire way. She dragged him into the same toilet stall as her and locked the door. Far from feeling disgusted with herself, if anything she discovered the feeling of wetting herself had only made her hornier and this boy seemed obviously willing to help her with that.
Sitting down on the toilet with her shorts still on she gestured Chris to silence and fumbled with his pants, pulling them down and leaning in hungrily to suck on him. She seemed confused and indecisive, like a kid in a candy store. Too focused on sucking on Chris - more pee escaped into her shorts, dripping into the bowl. The feeling was so dirty she had to stop, stand, and pull his mouth to hers. She could taste herself on him. "Oh fuck", she moaned, grabbing his hand and shoving it into her shorts to thrust at it as she devoured his mouth and tongue.
She wasn't wearing underwear.
Breaking the kiss a moment when he felt warm pee running onto his hand, Chris gasped, "oh dirty girl".. again indecsisive, Marla looked down and pulling his hand out, put it to her mouth and licked it. "I want...", she muttered with confusion, then sat back down on the toilet, pee again running out her shorts she dragged Chris down and mashed his face between her legs.. "lick.. yes" she panted. After a few seconds and a few sexed up mouthfuls for Chris she growled with frustration, scooting forward to drag her shorts off.
She was waxed.
She mashed his face between her wet legs again, spraying his face for a moment before his mouth settled on her slit and started licking. The attention caused her bladder to close off, as he drove his tongue on her clit. She was already so close to cumming again. Still indecsisive she really wanted his penis.. somewhere. she stood and sat down a few times, spilling more pee on the seat. Amused and excited himself Chris took charge and grabbing her hips turned her so she was stradling the toilet seat, her ass in his face, then moving forward mounted her from behind, burying himself inside her mound all the way. "Oh god yes", she panted, then changing her mind, started chanting. " no no no no I am not on the pill, arghhh" withdrawing Chris kneeled down behind her and pushed her at the backwall, causing her to bend over more, then smiling slid a hand between her legs to rub her, then leant in and started teasing her asshole with his tongue. "Geeezuz, dirty boy", moaned Marla, "dont stop, arghh" batting his hand away to start frantically rubbing her clit herself.
His tongue slid inside her ass deeply a few times and then she was startled to feel him sliding into her ass with his penis instead. From this angle it ground against the inside shared wall of her vagina nicely. "Ooohh.. ", she moaned, thrusting back at him as he fucked her ass while she masterbated. She had to relax a little to let him thrust into her easily and that caused her bladder to leak a little while he did it.. she was pissing herself as he fucked her ass, spraying on the seat and in the toilet bowl with each thrust. Dirty. It was all too much erotic stimuli for Chris, and she could feel his penis jumping about and spraying something warm inside her, with another quick rub she started cumming herself.. her pee cutting off again as her muscles inside massaged Chris's penis as it ran its course along with her own.
The vice principal at this point was getting suspicious - they were taking too long, so he got up to check on them. Cracking the door open he sniffed, no smoke. Calling out, "What is taking so long?" Startled Marla pulled her ass off Chris's penis with a wet sound and spun around to sit on the toilet seat.. right in a pissy spot. It made a wetter sound that the vice principal heard. "What is going on in here?" in a case of perfect timing some of the air compressed into Marla's ass by the anal sex took this exact moment to break lose in a wet fart sound, the pressure violently expelling some of Chris's semen into the bowl, in a sound that could be possibly be described as diarrhea if you hadn't seen first hand what really occured.
Chris taking his prompt answered lamely, "might not want to stick around sir, she had to take a dump, and from the sound a wet one.. probably wont smell very nice here soon, do i really need to be here?" Startled, so much so it didn't occur to him to wonder where Chris was as he spoke, the vice principal stepped back and muttered, "carry on", then ran back to the detention room his stomach feeling nauseous.
The pair burst out laughing, and noticing his now limp penis popped it into her mouth to suck on again as she sat in her puddle.
Riley was getting bored, the other two had left for the bathroom minutes ago, and her bladder was really starting to ache. Thinking back to the sight of Marla wetting her shorts, or to the very obvious sounds and smells that had occured immediately prior, she was pretty sure she knew what was taking them so long. She was also pretty turned on by it all. She would love to get her hands, or mouth for that matter on Marla, and Christian was pretty appealing too. She experimentally let out a little pee into her grey underwear on purpose. "Oh, that does feel nasty" she thought as she wiggled her hips to make the wet fabric squelsh between her legs. Sliding back a little she experimentally lifted her dress to look at the stain. From the top other than a small blot of wetness tapering to a teardrop shape in the crease of her underwear between her labia, most of the wetness seemed to have soaked down to the back of her thong g-string. Wiggling her hips she could feel a small wetspot under her ass cheeks. "Fuck, that really feels sexy", she thought - suddenly strongly craving smoking a joint, or sex, or both at once.
Her cravings winning out, all of them.. she suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "sir i REALLY need to pee.." then deliberately pushed as hard as she could so that she started flooding her underwear with just enough piss to stain her skirt and drip between her legs. The vice principal was about to vent his suspicons about her motives when as he watched; her dress flared a dark wet stain down the front, and he could see liquid rushing down the inside of her legs. "Oh for fucks sake... fine go go.. I am sure Christian will let me know if you get up to anything too"
"Thank you sir", she said, lifting her dress up enough to show off her wet underwear and bare ass to the vice principal as she skipped out of the classroom. Once out of sight she let the dress drop and dug around in her bag.. ah yes, one joint left. Slipping it into her blazer pocket, and putting a hand between her legs to rub her clit through the wet underwear as she strutted erotically to the bathroom.
She quietly opened the door and sneaked in, listening, she could hear some wet sounds, entering the adjoining stall, she stood on the seat to look over the wall as she lit her joint. Marla was busily sucking on a now very firm penis, and Chris had his eyes closed. Quite a show, she thought as she watched, puffing on the joint and rubbing her cliterous through her wet knickers. She could see right between Marlas naked legs, and her sweaty shirt was now basically entirely transparent, the bikini top no better, basically looking like it was painted on. "Nice, I want in on that action", she thought. Carefully extracting herself from the stall she dug a coin out her purse and used it to unlatch the door. Sneaking in behind Chris she carefully locked it again. Now so close Chris and Darla could smell the joint. Close enough it was actually having an effect on them too. Hullo she purred, startling the pair, as she pushed Marla back from Chris then threw her legs over Marla and sat facing her on the toilet. Gesturing at her joint she said to them both, I wont tell if you don't. The pair just babbled. "mmm" she thought as moving the joint to a hand she leaned in to suck on Marlas nipple through her bra.
"Do you mind?", Marla complained, not altogether hating the sensation and the edge taken off by the joint. Not at all purred Riley as she sat up to place the joint on the water tank and grabbed both breasts with her hands. "These are really nice Marla", "I know.. i mean get off Riley.", protested Marla lacking any conviction at this point, and much to her own confusion eyeing Rileys own breasts in return which were at eye level at this point.
"Not just yet..." as she returned to sucking Marla's nipple through the wet bra and moved her free hand to between Marlas legs. She was so wet with many things.. as she rubbed Marla, Riley decided to make it even wetter, emptying a small amount of her bladder into her knickers and running down warmly between Marleys legs all over her vagina. Marla was both annoyed and fascinated by the sensation, and just as quickly as it had started it stopped and Riley extracted her legs and kneeled down, running a tongue up Marlas wet legs and stopping to tease her dripping labia a moment. "Yummy..", purred Marla, "you should finish her off Chris.."
Marla not sure what to say just moved her jaws a few times ineffectively. Christian of course not one to disagree kneeled down and started licking at Marla. "oh fuck thats nice", she finally muttered and closed her eyes. Riley, slipping to the side - now quite fond of Marla's breasts gently slid up her damp top and slid them out of her translucent bra. They remained firm, and the nipples were hard. Marla was too distracted by Chris's licking to object - and soon found Riley sucking and tweaking at her nipples. Between her and Chris, it was sending all sorts of nice shivers down her body.
Riley feeling inspired threw her legs over Marla's lap, covering Chris's head with her school skirt and squatted so the soft flesh of her ass found itself with Chris's cheeks caressing the inside of her ass cheeks while he licked out Marla. "Oh fuck" muttered Chris as he found the rosebud of Rileys asshole peeking out behind the back of her dripping thong knickers at eye level. Riley took another drag of her joint, then put it down again and pulled Marla's other breast into her mouth to suck on. Then when Riley sensed Marla was about to climax again, she let out more piss into her knickers. Giving Chris's face an unexpected golden shower. Pissing her panties on Marla just enough it ran down onto and partially into the gash of Marla's vagina over her cliterous, where Chris found himself licking it off Marla. "Oh Fuck.." Marla said as she felt the warm sensation and came immediately all over Chris's face.
Smiling seductively, Riley cut her pee off and extracted herself from the couple as Marla's orgasm subsided and suggested, "i'll just leave you to finish up then lovers.." taking a final puff of her weed and tossing it in the toilet, narrowly missing Marla's inner thigh and Chris's face. She opened the stall door and slipped out. Fuck she was still horny but it was worth it. Moving to the air drier she attemped to dry her dress and gave up. With a shrug she stepped outside the door. On the walk back the vice principal met her about halfway, and asked, "all done then?" Nodding, she exclaimed, "much better thanks" He queried her about Marla too. "Oh they are all finished, she is just cleaning up, she made quite the mess" then to further discourage him from checking wrinkled her nose and waved an imaginary smell from her nose.
The vice principal went pale, and his stomach did a backflip. The sensation distracting him from the implications of the leading comment about "'they' are all finished.." He retreated again to the detention room to wait, his face almost green.
Riley shrugged again, grabbed a pen and sat down. Discovering much to her kinky delight she was sitting in the puddle she had made earlier. Nasty she whispered under her breath as her free hand found itself again fondling between her legs. Wiggling her ass in the cool wetness every now and again. It really did help her stay cool she mused. That classroom was hot, and not just from sex. Finally deciding what to write she scribled down some crap about lung health and respecting others and sat back in her puddle to wait for detention to end as she molested herself.
In the bathroom, Christians clothes for the most part survived unscathed, although his blazer had some wet patches so he took it off and wrapped it around his waist to hide it. He cleaned the most incriminating wet spots from his face and rinsed it. Marla fixed her top again, and attempted to wring out her damp shorts, but like Riley ended up giving up too. They quickly used some paper towel to dry the floor and seat and tossed it in the bin as they both left.
By this time it was nearly lunch time and the period bell rang, filling the hallway with students, who all looked on with amusement at Marla's wet shorts. Perhaps more telling was there were some dry patches on the back, the bulk of the wetness focused between her legs, leaving no doubt as to how it got wet. The wetness made the shorts cling even more, and enhanced her ass cheeks no end for the observers around back. On top of that with her sweaty wet shirt from the hot weather (and even hotter sex) she may as well have been topless at that point. There would probably be quite a few boys reliving the memory with their hand that night, and probably a few girls too. She really did have a nice ass and perky tits.
Returning to the detention room the pair walked in, the vice principal waving them to their seat dismissively without looking up, his attention focused on his phone. Apparently someone had mentioned to the coach 'Hank' was benched next practice. He had that phone call to look forward to at some point.
Marla finding herself quite clear headed now.. went to sit in her chair. It was filled with piss. Oops she forgot that part. Shrugging she plopped her cute ass into it anyway (apparently not quite as clear headed as she thought) immediately causing all the wet spots to flare even darker. Oh dear there would be no explaining that stain away. But at least her ass felt cool in the hot room. She managed to find some babble to write on her page and sat back to wait out the end of detention. Absently playing with the puddle between her legs with her finger and tracing a few lines of wetness around her inner thigh as she waited to let the wetness cool her legs.
The next period bell eventually rang again. Lunch time. All the students filed out leaving the hallways empty. They three of them had to remain in detention until after lunch. Bored and still horny Riley knocked some pencils off her desk. "Be a gentleman and pick those up for me Christian.." she asked. Looking at her slightly annoyed, he went to protest but she whispered again, "I wont tell if you don't" Rolling his eyes, he put down his book, and climbed over the table to bend over to grab a pen. As he did so Riley spread her legs wide, and pulled her knickers to the side, shooting a blast of pee at Chris, narrowly missing. "Could you grab that one too.." Riley pointing at a pen she had slipped into the elastic of her knickers, then added, "..and perhaps help me with a wee little problem.." she tapped a finger on her cliterous. "How thirsty are you?" she whispered so only he could hear. Christians eyes went wide, and he shook his head.. Riley again whispered, "I wont tell if you dont" He really needed those grades, so he scooted under her desk with resignation and planted a mouth on her wet vagina. Riley purred and closed her eyes, letting him lick at her for a while. The vice principal was too obsessed with the messages on his phone to notice Chris out of his chair for so long.. so they got away with it.
After a while Riley pushed Chris back and popped her knickers on again. "Just watch a moment, then suck" she whispered to him. Looking at her crotch he could see the fabric darkening as Riley pissed her knickers enough they were completely soaked, then gestured for him to put his mouth on the fabric, and whispered "suck..", He did as instructed and found his mouth slowly filling with pee through the underwear. "swallow" she whispered.. he again did as instructed, but he was getting annoyed, the fabric didn't make a goood seal and some of her pee was running down his chin to his shirt. Annoyed, and probably a little horny - he decided to get some revenge of his own and grabbed the elastic of her knickers and snapped it in two places, pulling it off with a snap. Riley was slightly horrified, but when Chris sealed his lips to her labia and started gulping her pee down, she decided she was too horny to care, especially when he followed it up with some very satisfying licking. Leaning back Riley just went with it and let Chris lick her up to climax. In this position Marla could see what Riley and Christian were doing under the table, she was slightly jealous, and very very turned on by the sight, and as she watched moved her circling finger up into her shorts to rub herself.
The trio froze when the vice principals phone rang, but he just cursed, stood up without looking over, and told them to leave when recess was over. He hurried outside and moments later they could see him downstairs through the window angrily talking to someone on his phone.
Now alone Riley stopped Chris from licking, then winking at Marla, announced, "I have a better idea.." she moved to the middle of the circle of tables, then leaned over so her face was basically over Marla's crotch. From that position she could also just make out the vice principals back on the lawn downstairs through the window. Perfect.
"Fuck me Chris, hard and fast, right now.", she ordered. Both Marla and Christian were shocked, but looking around they realised they were basically all alone on the second floor. Owing to Rileys slighty too short skirt, in this position her bare ass was on display for all to see too. Even more so since Chris had snapped off her underwear. She was neatly trimmed, maybe even waxed, with a small tuft of hair over her vagina.
Riley wiggled her ass invitingly. "Come on, recess is over in 30 minutes.." Again looking at each other Chris and Marla shrugged at each other, and he moved behind Riley. Pulling his pants down, his penis was again standing to attention, but he hesitated, "Er dont we need some sort of birth control?" Riley just laughed and answered, "I am on the pill silly, go nuts" not one to be asked twice he sank himself into her to the hilt and began thrusting. "Ah fuck ye, now we are talking", exclaimed Riley, her eyes focused between Marla's legs where her hand was still in her shorts working. "Oh fuck that sweety, get those shorts off", reaching forward to yank them to her knees. "Much better", she commented as she watched Marla's finger work. "Ima gunna have a go at that" Riley proclaimed, reaching enthusiastically to sink two fingers up Marla's very wet vagina. "Geezes Riley, you know I am not even into girls, but damn that feels nice" commented Marla. Riley noticed her hand was wetter than expected and realized Marla was sitting in a deep pool of pee on the plastic seat. "Oh god girl you so nasty", declared Riley as she withdrew her wet hand and sucked on it. "Taste nice too..", she added as she sank her fingers back into Marla's submerged vagina. Marla was just panting at this point, and had nothing else to add.
"No no no, this wont do at all" Riley observed. Standing up she flipped over to her back on the table, and pulled her legs together, to rest on Chris's shoulder. "Fuck me like that boy", Riley crudely ordered. In this position she was a lot tighter, and he was hitting in the vicinity of her g-spot too. "Perfect" Riley declared, really starting to enjoy herself. Looking backwards up to Marla's breasts, Riley had an idea, "Stand up Marla, and move forward." Confused Marla hesitated. Rolling her eyes, Riley reached over her head and strong armed Marla into a standing position. Her entire ass was dripping with pee from her puddle. Grinning Riley dragged her forward, and ended up with Marla's dripping vagina and ass planted on Rileys face. "mmMMM" mumbled Riley as she started enthusiastically licking at Marla. Marla, her shorts still around her knees was effectively pinned in this position, and went with it, using her fingers on her cliterous since the sight of Chris boning Riley, was hot as fuck.
Riley muttered something along the lines of, "i dont suppose you need to pee sweetheart..?" hoping to indulge in an even dirtier activity. Marla shrugged, and tried to withdraw from Riley's face. This time she let her. As Chris kept thrusting into Riley, Marla leaned back and pressed on her bladder and moved her labia lips around pushing with her bladder muscles experimentally. Yes, She could feel something in there, leaning back more she pushed harder and after a short while was able to push out a slow trickle of pee which ran down the side of Rileys cheek. "Hot Marla, quick mount my mouth while you do that baby", Riley ordered. Not really giving her a choice Riley pulled her back over her mouth and pushed hard on Marlas bladder. Breaking her control and rewarding her with a strong enough jet of pee that it filled Rileys mouth. "Mmm mmm thats so filthy I love it", mumbled Riley into Marlas dripping vagina, her mouth still full. Swallowing Riley went back to attacking Marla with her tongue. The three of them continued on like this until the three of them climaxed in their own time.
"Oh god yes, i needed that." Riley declared, as the three of them after a moment seperated. Checking out the window the vice principal was still arguing in the phone, but it looked like he was wrapping up the conversation. The three of them looked around, they had made quite a mess, so they quickly emptied the puddles of pee out the chairs into the sink and wiped them down, likewise the table and floor, and adjusted their clothing as best they could. The three of them returning to their chairs with their best impression of a look of innoceance. That left one problem. As Riley sat a little of Chris leaked out her labia and she looked about, spotting her torn discarded wet underwear. "Ahh" she declared as she grabbed it and stuffed it sloppily into her vagina to stop it leaking. Marla and Christian wrinkled their noses at her, both of them declaring ,"you are so nasty Riley". She bowed and winked at them in reply, before returning to her seat.
The vice principal appeared to be on his way back, there was 10 minutes of recess left at this point when he walked back in the room. Announcing, "You may as well pack up people, you can go early, just don't tell anyone." Riley winked at him, causing a blush. They girls handed their writing assignment to him and the three of them went out into the hallway. "So now what?"asked Marla and Chris, as they walked outside, their wet clothes on view to all in the yard at this point. Riley just shrugged, suggesting, "My family is out of town until tomorrow and we have a pool?" The trio looked at each other and nodded, walking out of the school together.
Once they arrived at Rileys house, the three of them stripped off all their clothes and threw them in the washing machine. Now naked the three of them spent an hour or so inside talking, eating some lunch and doing various depraved things together, then Riley was struck with inspiration, "you know it feels really nice to piss myself, how about we do it on purpose?" Marla at this point couldnt agree more, so they picked out some clothes from Rileys drawers, then went outside in the warmth of the afternoon to the pool to play...
Epilogue
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.. Had the neighbours glanced out their windows that fine summer afternoon, and looked over the hedge bordering the backyard pool in the adjacent yard - they might have noticed their neighbours daughter accompanied by another girl (and if they were quick a boy too) making themselves comfortable by the pool, in what by all appearances was a bikini. They would probably assume he had jumped in the pool because for the rest of the afternoon there would be no sign of him, the hedge blocking the view. Had they seen the boy they might even think bare chested as he was he had shorts on..
At their vantage they would see both girls make themselves comfortable in a lawn chair each, sunning themselves and periodically chugging water from an enormous bottle as they giggled, squealed and squirmed in the way typical of young women when they chat. With only their head and shoulders visible over the hedge, they would really only see the back of their heads, and perhaps some of their upper back for the most part. So when Riley leant over to Marla, and by all appearances rested her head companionably on Marlas shoulder, they would have no way of knowing that in actual fact, Marla had lifted her bikini top and Riley was currently amusing her self by playing with and sucking on Marlas decent sized breasts with her mouth and hands. Nor could they ever notice that instead of wearing bikini bottoms, Marla and Riley had actually raided a pair each of bright cotton knickers from Riley's underwear drawer, Rileys being of the light blue thong g-string variety, and Marlas being of the pink high cut brief variety.
Also with the hedge in the way the fact the boy Christian was actually naked (or even there) would not have been apparent. Nor would it have occured to them in a 1000 years that whilst Riley amused herself with Marla's firm breasts, who tolerated it not because she enjoyed intimate contact by another girl but becauses she was distracted by other things, and it only added to the sensation - what they were really doing was taking turns pissing their knickers on the chairs as the naked boy pleasured them both down there with his mouth and hands.
The neigbours who may or may not have been watching, might see the girls; after making some curious sighing sounds change position and appear to be facing each other stretching and doing yoga; with the hedge in the way they could not have known what was really happening was that Riley had instead pulled her conveniently accessible piss dripping thong g-string to the side and had mounted her cute and very pissy ass onto a very hard and appreciative Christian, sliding her dripping vagina all the way to his hilt in the process. Nor from their position would they realise that Marla in equally wet knickers still dripping with pee, on sitting to face Riley, had actually sat her piss soaked panty clad vagina down wetly on Christians mouth where he was happily tickling it with his lips and tongue at that very moment - his face a wet pissy mess.
Or as Riley moaned a few minutes later, a sound they were too far away to hear next door, both girls vanishing from view then, the neighbours could be forgiven for thinking the girls had perhaps stretched themselves out behind the hedge to sunbake, never would they know that the girls instead were both taking turns rubbing, grinding and sucking up wetly against a very happy Christian, until he went hard again. As the sun finally set, they might again notice a girl sitting up, Marla in this case, and take up the position Riley had vacated earlier and begin squirming around.. now being too dark to make out the neighbours would probably close their curtains and leave to make dinner.. But had they peeked over the hedge, and perhaps shined a torch they would discover Riley having found a condom in her purse for Marla to use (who was not on birth control like Riley) had equipped Christian with it and was at that moment having her way with him much to both their enjoyment. The sensation made all the better as a moment later Riley popped her tongue up Marlas ass to amuse herself too as she fingered herself while she watched the pair fuck from point blank range.
It was too dark to tell, but when the trio shortly after made a lot of very loud and happy sounds a few minutes later, the three of them would throw off any remaining clothes to nakedly take a swim for an hour or so involving many games the neighbours would probably not approve of either (but would probably be jealous of too) most of which involved one or more of them dealing with all that water they had drank earlier.. making happy sounds minutes later; and none of which actually involved using the toilet.. in fact with the exception of Riley, none of them even knew what room it was in... and had no interest finding out, since they didn't need it.
Eventually the trio, their normal clothes having dried, would dress and retire home for the night.. However - having discovered these new games they would never again worry about the possibility of accidents. If anything they would now engage in them deliberately as the erotic payoff was worth it, and for the girls the ice having been broken by the entire school likely knowing about their wetting accidents in detention now (the dark stains had been quite obvious) they were happy to live up to the new lower expectations of their class mates by doing it now as often as possible, and take it out on Christian or any other classmate that might show any interest too..
Although the trio seldom found themselves in detention again, during their free periods they would be certain to remain close by to join them in the bathroom or under the desk as opportunities presented. Things went on more or less like this until they all graduated, at which point they all moved in to share a rental together, where they sometimes invited friends.. Oddly enough neither the faculty or vast majority of fellow classmates ever realized what they really got up to. Their loss really.
You could say they all lived happily pissily ever after.
A much more kinky sexed up modern version of the breakfast club story.
Introduction:
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The various terminology for school vary from country to country. The Characters in this story are generally understood to be of universtity age.. but hey I left it open to interpretation. Each to their own.
Prologue:
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(This is the back story, you can skip this if you dont care how the characters got into their sexy situation - skip to section "beginning")
St Bernards was a strict Christian private school located near the town of Queepburg on the west coast. Humourously most people called it queef-burg.. (since the only other way to say it was creep-burg which was a lot less funny) However in its later years it was plagued by a number of scandals. Like most institutions of its type there tended to be be a lot of discrimination against non christian, and non-hetresexual students. This was not uncommon, and for the most part the organisations administrating such schools weathered such scandals with good humor, since such thinking was just taken for granted by the small minded - and parents that shared these prejudices were usually cashed up and willing to enroll their children.
Over the years however it became less and less tolerated by society. Christian Morance (or Chris as he friends called him) spent most of his early school years in the junior school of this facility. Subsequently he had a very strong Bible education, but equally - he really wasn't interested. Sure he was well versed in the bible front to back, but by now he was just sick of it. His name tended to make people think of him as devout too. Annoying. How many times can they go over the same stuff. Too many.
At around the time he graduated year 6, one last scandal was the last nail in the coffin for St Bernards. No amount of damage control or blaming it on dogma would work this time. Apparently the local school chaplin, had perhaps unsurprisingly been found to have some very unchristian interests in the choir boys.. and at this point the owners of the school just wanted the whole thing to go away. Enrollment had been dropping anyway, and no matter how much they tried to facilitate tolerance, students not meeting the expected sexuality or strict christian values were always dealing with severe bullying daily. It was easier to just close the entire school, all three campuses, junior, upper and university. It just wasnt worth the bad press.
Chris had then been enrolled in a public school, but it was inconvenient and required travel, but at least he didn't have to do bible study. St Bernards now abandoned sat around gathering dust. It remained like this for several years, but due to its out of the way location had for the most part been spared the worst of any property damage. Other than the dust, and some grafiti and broken windows on the infamous chapel, it was still in pretty good shape. The years went by and social ideals changed and evolved. Eventually a property developer got interested and purchased it. Fencing it and doing minor repairs which preserved it further. Soon he too lost interest - and it was purchased by a former student, one who had actually been bullied there. He had made his fortune producing reality TV shows about gay fashion designers and the lack of any decent nearby education facilities to his town was annoying as his family had children of school age. He also wanted to get revenge of a sort, so he hired some staff and set about getting it running as a school again. The uniform shop as it turned out was still stocked to the roof with uniforms.. the logo a great fancy B symbol and a St prefix. To save money and really to take the piss out of the original name he renamed the school St Barry's after a celebrity known for dressing as a woman, and opened up enrollment.
For the most part the lessons more or less followed those of public schools, and like most schools in that period they had a strong diversity policy. Which meant they encouraged alternate self identification, and almost discriminated against hetrosexual students. The students for the most part went with it, as the school got extra funding for students that met diversity criteria anyway, and for the vanilla students they just listed themselves non binary to make the teachers happy and just went about their normal social interactions with students of the opposite gender regardless. Chris was now a senior enrolled into the local university/collage campus. At least he didnt need to get up an hour early for the bus anymore. He was hoping to get work in aircraft mechanics, but the only airport available was one owned by the former owners of the school. They dealt in a lot of chartered flights for wealthy missionaries for the most part, so he needed to maintain a certain average grade to qualify for employment once he graduated.
Ironically enough having the reputation of a christian now placed him in a minority, and qualified the school for extra funding for him too, which meant unlike the other students; he could be as hetrosexual as he liked, and the staff and students usually were fine with that. His childhood christian brainwashing had actually proven useful, to keep his average grade up he took the elective of theology which basically required no effort after 6 years of detailed bible study to keep high grades, which allowed him time to focus his studies on the other units to keep his average grades up. Win win. He really had no other options there were no other airports nearby and he had no desire to move - but for the most part it was a satisfactory arrangement..
It was not all good in this school however - like most universities they had a college football team, and thanks to the accepting policies, several of them had been openly gay pretty much since day one. The meat head jock Hank the quarterback pretty much matched every critera of your typical quarterback. Assertive, Popular with the cheerleaders, pumped weights, kind of annoying, and chugged beers.. except he was openly gay. To make things worse, in an example of all the worst traits of footballers - he was also pushy with those he considered attractive. Having the usual self centred opinion he was somehow entitled to them.
Awkwardly Hank had the biggest crush on Chris, who was not interested in men at all. This led to a lot of embarassing (and even more amusing) moments, especially if Hank got drunk and tried to make a pass at Chris. Hank annoyed Chris on almost a daily basis, cat called and propositioned him almost every other day. Hanks ego legitimately could not imagine a world where a guy he liked was not interested in him. This all eventually led to a school yard fight one friday morning. Hank was going off on one of his usual tirades about Chris thinking he was too good for him, and apparently frustrated by his lack of interest took a swing at Chris. Chris did what he could to defend himself, but he was soon on the ground down for the count just in time for the vice principal to arrive and catch the end of the fight.
Fighting in general was not tolerated at St Barry's, the usual policy would have been to expell or at least suspend the both of them, but after talking to the spectators of the incident and both boys the truth soon came to light. It was rather a tricky problem. A so called strict christian in a fight with a gay guy. His first thought and no doubt anyone that heard about it after the fact would naturally assume the Christian had been "gay bashing" but to discover it had been the other way round, a gay jock had initiated a fight with a straight guy because he wasn't gay. Geez, there is no way that would come out well. If he kicked Chris out, the school would be in trouble as he was innocent. Religeous persecution. Sweet Jesus, that would end badly. On top of that, the football team was due to play in a major national next week, and losing their star quarterback would end just as badly. Their place in the entire season. Riots likely. Well shit.
In the end the best solution he could come up with was to bench Hank for the next training match, that would suitibly bruise his ego, but not hurt their chances in the real match, and reshuffle Hanks classes so Chris never crossed paths with him again.. in effect a restraining order. Considering Hanks hard on for Chris - removing a distraction would probably come out better anyway, athletically. For Chris he just put him down for one day detention, which would be during his free day today anyway. The fight wasn't really his fault but he couldn't play favourites. Problem solved.
Beginning:
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The vice principal ordered Chris, who was now sporting an impressive black eye, to go clean himself up in the co-ed bathroom, then report for detention. The vice principal followed behind Chris, intending to wait for him in the corridor to escort him to the detention room once he had freshened up. The vice principal was at best a minute behind when Chris entered the bathroom, and headed over to a stall to relieve himself. Then as he walked over to the sink to wash the grime off his face he could smell smoke. Looking over his shoulder he could see telltale clouds drifting up from two stalls. To make matters worse he was pretty sure one of the clouds was not tobacco.. it was too late to warn whoever was smoking, and as the Vice Principal cracked the door open, calling, "Mr Morance if you are done, follow me.." at that point the vice principal got a solid smell of the smoke, and enraged stormed into the bathroom. "Christian Morance, what in gods name are you smoking?"
Not wanting to get in more trouble by covering it up, Chris sighed with resignation, answering, "It's not me, its whoever they are." Pointing at the two stalls, where a couple of female voices could be heard exclaiming, "oh shit". His eyes narrowing, the vice principal walked over to the stalls and knocked on both doors. "If you two would be so kind as to join us out here..." there was a hiss and a flush in both stalls as the girls pointlessly tried to flush the evidence then opened the doors sheepishly. Behind the doors was two girls, one in a sports top and green terrycloth athletic shorts, tight enough to look more like hotpants, and the other wearing the schools tartan skirt and blazer.
The skirt looked to be a little shorter than regulation. Giving more of a "catholic school girl fetish" vibe than valedictorian. "Hi, aah sir.. what seems to be the problem.." the two rather pretty girls asked in unison. His eyes narrowing, the vice principal barked, "Don't play innocent with me.. you know there is no smoking in this school, and there is definately no smoking whatever the hell you had either" glaring at the second girl. "..we weren't" they started to protest, but another glare silenced them. "I think you two girls should join young Mr Morance here for a morning of detention.. don't you agree?" the girls again tried to protest, they didn't want to waste their free periods.. but the Vice Principal would have none of it, "i think the pleasure of your company in detention is getting off lightly ladies.. I am pretty sure if we mentioned your little vice here to the police they might take a different view over whatever was in that joint of yours" The second girl went very pale, and the first just looked at her feet.
"Thats what I thought. Follow me you three.." the vice principal held open the bathroom door and gestured for them to walk out. Exiting a moment later to escort them down the hallway. The girl in the sports top and green hotpants was a dirty blonde called Marla, she was a senior on the girls hockey team, and her only class that morning had been hockey practice., She had come directly from there to the bathroom, explaining the outfit. Her shirt was a little sweaty, making it slightly translucent, revealing a matching green bikini top to her shorts that did nothing to hide her nipples. She was by all accounts only into boys, although like many students had lied on her admission form to identify as non binary. Chris now walking behind the two girls noted mutely Marla had a very nice ass, the fact her cheeks stuck out of the back of the shorts almost showing the pink of her labia only improved the view. The other girl, a brunette wearing the blazer and tartan skirt was Riley. In her admission form she had shamelessly identified as bisexual. At one point she stumbled throwing the back of her much too short skirt up a moment flashing creamy white ass cheeks and a light gray stretch cloth thong g-string, that was slightly darker where it met the bottom of her very visible labia. The edge of the rosebud of her asshole peeked out on one side of the elastic too. Presumably it was sweat, or something more interesting observed Chris in the second and a half he got to enjoy the view.
The vice principal marched them into a room with some tables arranged in a donut shape, and sat them all around it. From his vantage point Christian actually had a pretty good view through the hole in the middle of the table circle of both girls legs - and up them too. Well at least the view is nice he thought.
The vice principal took a seat on the other side of the room behind a desk and put his feet up to read a book. From his vantage point all he could see was the top of the circle of desks had he looked. Shrugging Chris pulled out a pencil case and some workbooks to study, stealing glances between their legs every now and again. The two girls looking bored, prompted the vice principal to notice when he looked next and order them to write a 1000 word essay about why they shouldn't smoke at school. Groaning with annoyance the two girls pulled their pens and paper out too, slouching down in their seats to pout at the empty page in front of them. Things are looking up thought Chris. In their new position both girls were in effect sitting low in their respective chairs with their knees wide open. From where Chris sat the mound of their respective labias stuck out attractively against their crotches. A slight camel toe easily visible on both of them for Chris. The green shorts had ridden up even further when Marla's slouched down in her chair. He could basically make out her entire ass cheeks now, and the pink of her labia lips had gone from almost in view to sticking out a little below both sides of the scrunched up fabric of her shorts up to the V of the cameltoe. Riley's knickers were in much the same condition, but due to the thong back had not caught on the chair to ride up as much. There was a small clearly evident wet spot just where the bottom of the crotch, with a peek of pink straddling it too joined the narrow ribbon of fabric at the back.
Chris shifted uncomfortably in his chair as the view caused something in his pants to start reacting.
Both girls were oblivious to the furtive glances of Chris between their legs. They were both in their own world of misery. The pair of them had both gone to the bathroom because each of them actually had quite badly needed to pee, but had lit up their respective smoking choices the one having inspired the other. At the time the urgency was not bad enough to take care of it before they lit up, thinking they had plenty of time. The vice principal however had caught them before they were able to empty their bladders, and in the 15 minutes or so of pondering their misfortune, the urgency HAD become bad enough. The pair of them were now visibly squirming. Marla probably had it the worst of the two, having hydrated more during hockey practice, but Riley was not far behind.. when she had stumbled earlier she had actually let a little bit out causing the dark patch that Chris had noticed. Riley was uncomfortable but it was a warm day and the feel of wetness between her legs in her current position actually caused a nice cooling sensation down there so she put up with it as she tried to think what to write.
Marla put her hand up and asked if she could go to the bathroom. "Nice try Marla, so you can go have another cigarette? I don't think so. You can stay right there.", answered the vice principal. Groaning with annoyance Marla started squirming her hips around and opening and closing her legs. The movement caught Chris's eye and he looked again. Out of desperation Marla, still entirely oblivious to Chris, was staring dejectedly at her page. Having no other option, she discretely moved her left hand between her legs. As Chris watched said hand settled on the crotch of her shorts, resting at the top of the cameltoe formed by her labia through her tight shorts. The movement easily visible in her current seating position to Chris.
After a pause she started rubbing two fingers up and down the crease of her cameltoe, and at the apex would circle them over where he assumed her cliterous was, thrusting her hips a little at her fingers with each rotation before running down the slit again. This only served to make the cameltoe worse, she could have been wearing nothing but green paint at this point and it would look the same. After a few seconds he noticed a dark green stain running along the cameltoe slit of her tight green shorts following the finger. At this point Chris was rocking a major hard on, and he was so intently staring between her legs that distracted as she was, her breath now panting as she thrusted against her finger; she noticed his attention and looked up like a deer in headlights. Chris smiled at her reassuringly and gave her the thumbs up signal. At that point her own vantage point gave her a perfect view under Chris's desk and she could see his very obvious bulge. At this point she was so far gone she decided to keep going regardless not wanting to stop, the bulge between Christians legs at this point was only adding to her desire. She maintained eye contact with Chris, glancing down every now and again at his bulge as she kept rubbing herself.
It felt really nice she decided, but it was not entirely sucessful, as more small leaks erupted darkening her crotch more. Chris at this point getting into a bit of a state himself could not focus on his study, and found himself drawn more and more into the foggy sexed up eyes of Marla, that stubbornly maintained seductive eye contact with him as she molested herself. The wetness he assumed was just her arousal, and as the smell of her arousal reached his nose he suddenly found himself with an uncontrollable urge to taste her. An urge made all the stronger as Marla's fondling of herself had caused her labia to now be almost entirely exposed at times. Riley at this point entirely forgotten was just staring into space chewing a pencil. Signalling to Marla, Chris gestured for silence then after checking where the vice principal was looking pushed his pencil case and some papers off his desk. "Oops, i better pick those up" Chris uttered lamely for the benefit of the vice principal and slid under the desk where he quickly shuffled everything into a pile and crawled over under Marla's desk, so that her wet crotch was less than a foot from his face. Marla was a little confused, but her sex addled brain kept her fingers moving. Quickly checking behind him the Vice Principal was out of view, Christian waited until Marla's panting got really short and rapid, hoping to time it right he leaned in, gently intercepted Marla's frantic hand, then replaced it with his mouth gently sucking the wet crotch of her shorts.
Marla literally on the edge of climaxing was suddenly startled at a tender hand on hers, and the feeling of warm breath and sucking on her wet shorts, the sensation coming just at the right time to make her cum. Through clenched teeth she tried to mute her gasp of pleasure, but in the end it was all too much and she couldn't stop herself exclaiming, "oh fuck.." as a final wave of pleasure caused her abused bladder to let go, a good mouthful being sucked through the fabric into Chris's mouth, which was thankfully so dilute he thought she had just squirted. The vice principal looked up with annoyance, and Marla jumped up to cover her "orgasm face" and looked down at the pee running down her leg, some pooling on her seat.
Riley only having observed some of what had happened had a fair idea what had really happened, and found herself looking longingly at Marlas dripping shorts. From where she sat Riley could see the wet crotch of Marlas shorts from the back, and had a wonderful view of her almost naked ass - the back having ridden up to far now it was basically more like a thong g-string than shorts.
"Sir I seem to have had an accident.. can i please go to the bathroom now?" Looking up the vice principal spotted the pee stain and drips and groaned with annoyance, "Fine, but you have to take Christian with you, to make sure you don't suddenly have an urge to light up another cigarette on school grounds." Chris at this point had grabbed his pile of dropped items, and climbed over the table, staring at her wet shorts as he stood there. Marla looked at him, and he could see her eyes were still seductively foggy as she locked her eyes to him. Her eyes had an almost preditory look to them. Swallowing nerviously, Chris said, "yes sir i'll do what i can".. running over, Marla grabbed Christians hand and led him rather forcefully down the hall to the co-ed bathroom leaving a light trail of drips the entire way. She dragged him into the same toilet stall as her and locked the door. Far from feeling disgusted with herself, if anything she discovered the feeling of wetting herself had only made her hornier and this boy seemed obviously willing to help her with that.
Sitting down on the toilet with her shorts still on she gestured Chris to silence and fumbled with his pants, pulling them down and leaning in hungrily to suck on him. She seemed confused and indecisive, like a kid in a candy store. Too focused on sucking on Chris - more pee escaped into her shorts, dripping into the bowl. The feeling was so dirty she had to stop, stand, and pull his mouth to hers. She could taste herself on him. "Oh fuck", she moaned, grabbing his hand and shoving it into her shorts to thrust at it as she devoured his mouth and tongue.
She wasn't wearing underwear.
Breaking the kiss a moment when he felt warm pee running onto his hand, Chris gasped, "oh dirty girl".. again indecsisive, Marla looked down and pulling his hand out, put it to her mouth and licked it. "I want...", she muttered with confusion, then sat back down on the toilet, pee again running out her shorts she dragged Chris down and mashed his face between her legs.. "lick.. yes" she panted. After a few seconds and a few sexed up mouthfuls for Chris she growled with frustration, scooting forward to drag her shorts off.
She was waxed.
She mashed his face between her wet legs again, spraying his face for a moment before his mouth settled on her slit and started licking. The attention caused her bladder to close off, as he drove his tongue on her clit. She was already so close to cumming again. Still indecsisive she really wanted his penis.. somewhere. she stood and sat down a few times, spilling more pee on the seat. Amused and excited himself Chris took charge and grabbing her hips turned her so she was stradling the toilet seat, her ass in his face, then moving forward mounted her from behind, burying himself inside her mound all the way. "Oh god yes", she panted, then changing her mind, started chanting. " no no no no I am not on the pill, arghhh" withdrawing Chris kneeled down behind her and pushed her at the backwall, causing her to bend over more, then smiling slid a hand between her legs to rub her, then leant in and started teasing her asshole with his tongue. "Geeezuz, dirty boy", moaned Marla, "dont stop, arghh" batting his hand away to start frantically rubbing her clit herself.
His tongue slid inside her ass deeply a few times and then she was startled to feel him sliding into her ass with his penis instead. From this angle it ground against the inside shared wall of her vagina nicely. "Ooohh.. ", she moaned, thrusting back at him as he fucked her ass while she masterbated. She had to relax a little to let him thrust into her easily and that caused her bladder to leak a little while he did it.. she was pissing herself as he fucked her ass, spraying on the seat and in the toilet bowl with each thrust. Dirty. It was all too much erotic stimuli for Chris, and she could feel his penis jumping about and spraying something warm inside her, with another quick rub she started cumming herself.. her pee cutting off again as her muscles inside massaged Chris's penis as it ran its course along with her own.
The vice principal at this point was getting suspicious - they were taking too long, so he got up to check on them. Cracking the door open he sniffed, no smoke. Calling out, "What is taking so long?" Startled Marla pulled her ass off Chris's penis with a wet sound and spun around to sit on the toilet seat.. right in a pissy spot. It made a wetter sound that the vice principal heard. "What is going on in here?" in a case of perfect timing some of the air compressed into Marla's ass by the anal sex took this exact moment to break lose in a wet fart sound, the pressure violently expelling some of Chris's semen into the bowl, in a sound that could be possibly be described as diarrhea if you hadn't seen first hand what really occured.
Chris taking his prompt answered lamely, "might not want to stick around sir, she had to take a dump, and from the sound a wet one.. probably wont smell very nice here soon, do i really need to be here?" Startled, so much so it didn't occur to him to wonder where Chris was as he spoke, the vice principal stepped back and muttered, "carry on", then ran back to the detention room his stomach feeling nauseous.
The pair burst out laughing, and noticing his now limp penis popped it into her mouth to suck on again as she sat in her puddle.
Riley was getting bored, the other two had left for the bathroom minutes ago, and her bladder was really starting to ache. Thinking back to the sight of Marla wetting her shorts, or to the very obvious sounds and smells that had occured immediately prior, she was pretty sure she knew what was taking them so long. She was also pretty turned on by it all. She would love to get her hands, or mouth for that matter on Marla, and Christian was pretty appealing too. She experimentally let out a little pee into her grey underwear on purpose. "Oh, that does feel nasty" she thought as she wiggled her hips to make the wet fabric squelsh between her legs. Sliding back a little she experimentally lifted her dress to look at the stain. From the top other than a small blot of wetness tapering to a teardrop shape in the crease of her underwear between her labia, most of the wetness seemed to have soaked down to the back of her thong g-string. Wiggling her hips she could feel a small wetspot under her ass cheeks. "Fuck, that really feels sexy", she thought - suddenly strongly craving smoking a joint, or sex, or both at once.
Her cravings winning out, all of them.. she suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "sir i REALLY need to pee.." then deliberately pushed as hard as she could so that she started flooding her underwear with just enough piss to stain her skirt and drip between her legs. The vice principal was about to vent his suspicons about her motives when as he watched; her dress flared a dark wet stain down the front, and he could see liquid rushing down the inside of her legs. "Oh for fucks sake... fine go go.. I am sure Christian will let me know if you get up to anything too"
"Thank you sir", she said, lifting her dress up enough to show off her wet underwear and bare ass to the vice principal as she skipped out of the classroom. Once out of sight she let the dress drop and dug around in her bag.. ah yes, one joint left. Slipping it into her blazer pocket, and putting a hand between her legs to rub her clit through the wet underwear as she strutted erotically to the bathroom.
She quietly opened the door and sneaked in, listening, she could hear some wet sounds, entering the adjoining stall, she stood on the seat to look over the wall as she lit her joint. Marla was busily sucking on a now very firm penis, and Chris had his eyes closed. Quite a show, she thought as she watched, puffing on the joint and rubbing her cliterous through her wet knickers. She could see right between Marlas naked legs, and her sweaty shirt was now basically entirely transparent, the bikini top no better, basically looking like it was painted on. "Nice, I want in on that action", she thought. Carefully extracting herself from the stall she dug a coin out her purse and used it to unlatch the door. Sneaking in behind Chris she carefully locked it again. Now so close Chris and Darla could smell the joint. Close enough it was actually having an effect on them too. Hullo she purred, startling the pair, as she pushed Marla back from Chris then threw her legs over Marla and sat facing her on the toilet. Gesturing at her joint she said to them both, I wont tell if you don't. The pair just babbled. "mmm" she thought as moving the joint to a hand she leaned in to suck on Marlas nipple through her bra.
"Do you mind?", Marla complained, not altogether hating the sensation and the edge taken off by the joint. Not at all purred Riley as she sat up to place the joint on the water tank and grabbed both breasts with her hands. "These are really nice Marla", "I know.. i mean get off Riley.", protested Marla lacking any conviction at this point, and much to her own confusion eyeing Rileys own breasts in return which were at eye level at this point.
"Not just yet..." as she returned to sucking Marla's nipple through the wet bra and moved her free hand to between Marlas legs. She was so wet with many things.. as she rubbed Marla, Riley decided to make it even wetter, emptying a small amount of her bladder into her knickers and running down warmly between Marleys legs all over her vagina. Marla was both annoyed and fascinated by the sensation, and just as quickly as it had started it stopped and Riley extracted her legs and kneeled down, running a tongue up Marlas wet legs and stopping to tease her dripping labia a moment. "Yummy..", purred Marla, "you should finish her off Chris.."
Marla not sure what to say just moved her jaws a few times ineffectively. Christian of course not one to disagree kneeled down and started licking at Marla. "oh fuck thats nice", she finally muttered and closed her eyes. Riley, slipping to the side - now quite fond of Marla's breasts gently slid up her damp top and slid them out of her translucent bra. They remained firm, and the nipples were hard. Marla was too distracted by Chris's licking to object - and soon found Riley sucking and tweaking at her nipples. Between her and Chris, it was sending all sorts of nice shivers down her body.
Riley feeling inspired threw her legs over Marla's lap, covering Chris's head with her school skirt and squatted so the soft flesh of her ass found itself with Chris's cheeks caressing the inside of her ass cheeks while he licked out Marla. "Oh fuck" muttered Chris as he found the rosebud of Rileys asshole peeking out behind the back of her dripping thong knickers at eye level. Riley took another drag of her joint, then put it down again and pulled Marla's other breast into her mouth to suck on. Then when Riley sensed Marla was about to climax again, she let out more piss into her knickers. Giving Chris's face an unexpected golden shower. Pissing her panties on Marla just enough it ran down onto and partially into the gash of Marla's vagina over her cliterous, where Chris found himself licking it off Marla. "Oh Fuck.." Marla said as she felt the warm sensation and came immediately all over Chris's face.
Smiling seductively, Riley cut her pee off and extracted herself from the couple as Marla's orgasm subsided and suggested, "i'll just leave you to finish up then lovers.." taking a final puff of her weed and tossing it in the toilet, narrowly missing Marla's inner thigh and Chris's face. She opened the stall door and slipped out. Fuck she was still horny but it was worth it. Moving to the air drier she attemped to dry her dress and gave up. With a shrug she stepped outside the door. On the walk back the vice principal met her about halfway, and asked, "all done then?" Nodding, she exclaimed, "much better thanks" He queried her about Marla too. "Oh they are all finished, she is just cleaning up, she made quite the mess" then to further discourage him from checking wrinkled her nose and waved an imaginary smell from her nose.
The vice principal went pale, and his stomach did a backflip. The sensation distracting him from the implications of the leading comment about "'they' are all finished.." He retreated again to the detention room to wait, his face almost green.
Riley shrugged again, grabbed a pen and sat down. Discovering much to her kinky delight she was sitting in the puddle she had made earlier. Nasty she whispered under her breath as her free hand found itself again fondling between her legs. Wiggling her ass in the cool wetness every now and again. It really did help her stay cool she mused. That classroom was hot, and not just from sex. Finally deciding what to write she scribled down some crap about lung health and respecting others and sat back in her puddle to wait for detention to end as she molested herself.
In the bathroom, Christians clothes for the most part survived unscathed, although his blazer had some wet patches so he took it off and wrapped it around his waist to hide it. He cleaned the most incriminating wet spots from his face and rinsed it. Marla fixed her top again, and attempted to wring out her damp shorts, but like Riley ended up giving up too. They quickly used some paper towel to dry the floor and seat and tossed it in the bin as they both left.
By this time it was nearly lunch time and the period bell rang, filling the hallway with students, who all looked on with amusement at Marla's wet shorts. Perhaps more telling was there were some dry patches on the back, the bulk of the wetness focused between her legs, leaving no doubt as to how it got wet. The wetness made the shorts cling even more, and enhanced her ass cheeks no end for the observers around back. On top of that with her sweaty wet shirt from the hot weather (and even hotter sex) she may as well have been topless at that point. There would probably be quite a few boys reliving the memory with their hand that night, and probably a few girls too. She really did have a nice ass and perky tits.
Returning to the detention room the pair walked in, the vice principal waving them to their seat dismissively without looking up, his attention focused on his phone. Apparently someone had mentioned to the coach 'Hank' was benched next practice. He had that phone call to look forward to at some point.
Marla finding herself quite clear headed now.. went to sit in her chair. It was filled with piss. Oops she forgot that part. Shrugging she plopped her cute ass into it anyway (apparently not quite as clear headed as she thought) immediately causing all the wet spots to flare even darker. Oh dear there would be no explaining that stain away. But at least her ass felt cool in the hot room. She managed to find some babble to write on her page and sat back to wait out the end of detention. Absently playing with the puddle between her legs with her finger and tracing a few lines of wetness around her inner thigh as she waited to let the wetness cool her legs.
The next period bell eventually rang again. Lunch time. All the students filed out leaving the hallways empty. They three of them had to remain in detention until after lunch. Bored and still horny Riley knocked some pencils off her desk. "Be a gentleman and pick those up for me Christian.." she asked. Looking at her slightly annoyed, he went to protest but she whispered again, "I wont tell if you don't" Rolling his eyes, he put down his book, and climbed over the table to bend over to grab a pen. As he did so Riley spread her legs wide, and pulled her knickers to the side, shooting a blast of pee at Chris, narrowly missing. "Could you grab that one too.." Riley pointing at a pen she had slipped into the elastic of her knickers, then added, "..and perhaps help me with a wee little problem.." she tapped a finger on her cliterous. "How thirsty are you?" she whispered so only he could hear. Christians eyes went wide, and he shook his head.. Riley again whispered, "I wont tell if you dont" He really needed those grades, so he scooted under her desk with resignation and planted a mouth on her wet vagina. Riley purred and closed her eyes, letting him lick at her for a while. The vice principal was too obsessed with the messages on his phone to notice Chris out of his chair for so long.. so they got away with it.
After a while Riley pushed Chris back and popped her knickers on again. "Just watch a moment, then suck" she whispered to him. Looking at her crotch he could see the fabric darkening as Riley pissed her knickers enough they were completely soaked, then gestured for him to put his mouth on the fabric, and whispered "suck..", He did as instructed and found his mouth slowly filling with pee through the underwear. "swallow" she whispered.. he again did as instructed, but he was getting annoyed, the fabric didn't make a goood seal and some of her pee was running down his chin to his shirt. Annoyed, and probably a little horny - he decided to get some revenge of his own and grabbed the elastic of her knickers and snapped it in two places, pulling it off with a snap. Riley was slightly horrified, but when Chris sealed his lips to her labia and started gulping her pee down, she decided she was too horny to care, especially when he followed it up with some very satisfying licking. Leaning back Riley just went with it and let Chris lick her up to climax. In this position Marla could see what Riley and Christian were doing under the table, she was slightly jealous, and very very turned on by the sight, and as she watched moved her circling finger up into her shorts to rub herself.
The trio froze when the vice principals phone rang, but he just cursed, stood up without looking over, and told them to leave when recess was over. He hurried outside and moments later they could see him downstairs through the window angrily talking to someone on his phone.
Now alone Riley stopped Chris from licking, then winking at Marla, announced, "I have a better idea.." she moved to the middle of the circle of tables, then leaned over so her face was basically over Marla's crotch. From that position she could also just make out the vice principals back on the lawn downstairs through the window. Perfect.
"Fuck me Chris, hard and fast, right now.", she ordered. Both Marla and Christian were shocked, but looking around they realised they were basically all alone on the second floor. Owing to Rileys slighty too short skirt, in this position her bare ass was on display for all to see too. Even more so since Chris had snapped off her underwear. She was neatly trimmed, maybe even waxed, with a small tuft of hair over her vagina.
Riley wiggled her ass invitingly. "Come on, recess is over in 30 minutes.." Again looking at each other Chris and Marla shrugged at each other, and he moved behind Riley. Pulling his pants down, his penis was again standing to attention, but he hesitated, "Er dont we need some sort of birth control?" Riley just laughed and answered, "I am on the pill silly, go nuts" not one to be asked twice he sank himself into her to the hilt and began thrusting. "Ah fuck ye, now we are talking", exclaimed Riley, her eyes focused between Marla's legs where her hand was still in her shorts working. "Oh fuck that sweety, get those shorts off", reaching forward to yank them to her knees. "Much better", she commented as she watched Marla's finger work. "Ima gunna have a go at that" Riley proclaimed, reaching enthusiastically to sink two fingers up Marla's very wet vagina. "Geezes Riley, you know I am not even into girls, but damn that feels nice" commented Marla. Riley noticed her hand was wetter than expected and realized Marla was sitting in a deep pool of pee on the plastic seat. "Oh god girl you so nasty", declared Riley as she withdrew her wet hand and sucked on it. "Taste nice too..", she added as she sank her fingers back into Marla's submerged vagina. Marla was just panting at this point, and had nothing else to add.
"No no no, this wont do at all" Riley observed. Standing up she flipped over to her back on the table, and pulled her legs together, to rest on Chris's shoulder. "Fuck me like that boy", Riley crudely ordered. In this position she was a lot tighter, and he was hitting in the vicinity of her g-spot too. "Perfect" Riley declared, really starting to enjoy herself. Looking backwards up to Marla's breasts, Riley had an idea, "Stand up Marla, and move forward." Confused Marla hesitated. Rolling her eyes, Riley reached over her head and strong armed Marla into a standing position. Her entire ass was dripping with pee from her puddle. Grinning Riley dragged her forward, and ended up with Marla's dripping vagina and ass planted on Rileys face. "mmMMM" mumbled Riley as she started enthusiastically licking at Marla. Marla, her shorts still around her knees was effectively pinned in this position, and went with it, using her fingers on her cliterous since the sight of Chris boning Riley, was hot as fuck.
Riley muttered something along the lines of, "i dont suppose you need to pee sweetheart..?" hoping to indulge in an even dirtier activity. Marla shrugged, and tried to withdraw from Riley's face. This time she let her. As Chris kept thrusting into Riley, Marla leaned back and pressed on her bladder and moved her labia lips around pushing with her bladder muscles experimentally. Yes, She could feel something in there, leaning back more she pushed harder and after a short while was able to push out a slow trickle of pee which ran down the side of Rileys cheek. "Hot Marla, quick mount my mouth while you do that baby", Riley ordered. Not really giving her a choice Riley pulled her back over her mouth and pushed hard on Marlas bladder. Breaking her control and rewarding her with a strong enough jet of pee that it filled Rileys mouth. "Mmm mmm thats so filthy I love it", mumbled Riley into Marlas dripping vagina, her mouth still full. Swallowing Riley went back to attacking Marla with her tongue. The three of them continued on like this until the three of them climaxed in their own time.
"Oh god yes, i needed that." Riley declared, as the three of them after a moment seperated. Checking out the window the vice principal was still arguing in the phone, but it looked like he was wrapping up the conversation. The three of them looked around, they had made quite a mess, so they quickly emptied the puddles of pee out the chairs into the sink and wiped them down, likewise the table and floor, and adjusted their clothing as best they could. The three of them returning to their chairs with their best impression of a look of innoceance. That left one problem. As Riley sat a little of Chris leaked out her labia and she looked about, spotting her torn discarded wet underwear. "Ahh" she declared as she grabbed it and stuffed it sloppily into her vagina to stop it leaking. Marla and Christian wrinkled their noses at her, both of them declaring ,"you are so nasty Riley". She bowed and winked at them in reply, before returning to her seat.
The vice principal appeared to be on his way back, there was 10 minutes of recess left at this point when he walked back in the room. Announcing, "You may as well pack up people, you can go early, just don't tell anyone." Riley winked at him, causing a blush. They girls handed their writing assignment to him and the three of them went out into the hallway. "So now what?"asked Marla and Chris, as they walked outside, their wet clothes on view to all in the yard at this point. Riley just shrugged, suggesting, "My family is out of town until tomorrow and we have a pool?" The trio looked at each other and nodded, walking out of the school together.
Once they arrived at Rileys house, the three of them stripped off all their clothes and threw them in the washing machine. Now naked the three of them spent an hour or so inside talking, eating some lunch and doing various depraved things together, then Riley was struck with inspiration, "you know it feels really nice to piss myself, how about we do it on purpose?" Marla at this point couldnt agree more, so they picked out some clothes from Rileys drawers, then went outside in the warmth of the afternoon to the pool to play...
Epilogue
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.. Had the neighbours glanced out their windows that fine summer afternoon, and looked over the hedge bordering the backyard pool in the adjacent yard - they might have noticed their neighbours daughter accompanied by another girl (and if they were quick a boy too) making themselves comfortable by the pool, in what by all appearances was a bikini. They would probably assume he had jumped in the pool because for the rest of the afternoon there would be no sign of him, the hedge blocking the view. Had they seen the boy they might even think bare chested as he was he had shorts on..
At their vantage they would see both girls make themselves comfortable in a lawn chair each, sunning themselves and periodically chugging water from an enormous bottle as they giggled, squealed and squirmed in the way typical of young women when they chat. With only their head and shoulders visible over the hedge, they would really only see the back of their heads, and perhaps some of their upper back for the most part. So when Riley leant over to Marla, and by all appearances rested her head companionably on Marlas shoulder, they would have no way of knowing that in actual fact, Marla had lifted her bikini top and Riley was currently amusing her self by playing with and sucking on Marlas decent sized breasts with her mouth and hands. Nor could they ever notice that instead of wearing bikini bottoms, Marla and Riley had actually raided a pair each of bright cotton knickers from Riley's underwear drawer, Rileys being of the light blue thong g-string variety, and Marlas being of the pink high cut brief variety.
Also with the hedge in the way the fact the boy Christian was actually naked (or even there) would not have been apparent. Nor would it have occured to them in a 1000 years that whilst Riley amused herself with Marla's firm breasts, who tolerated it not because she enjoyed intimate contact by another girl but becauses she was distracted by other things, and it only added to the sensation - what they were really doing was taking turns pissing their knickers on the chairs as the naked boy pleasured them both down there with his mouth and hands.
The neigbours who may or may not have been watching, might see the girls; after making some curious sighing sounds change position and appear to be facing each other stretching and doing yoga; with the hedge in the way they could not have known what was really happening was that Riley had instead pulled her conveniently accessible piss dripping thong g-string to the side and had mounted her cute and very pissy ass onto a very hard and appreciative Christian, sliding her dripping vagina all the way to his hilt in the process. Nor from their position would they realise that Marla in equally wet knickers still dripping with pee, on sitting to face Riley, had actually sat her piss soaked panty clad vagina down wetly on Christians mouth where he was happily tickling it with his lips and tongue at that very moment - his face a wet pissy mess.
Or as Riley moaned a few minutes later, a sound they were too far away to hear next door, both girls vanishing from view then, the neighbours could be forgiven for thinking the girls had perhaps stretched themselves out behind the hedge to sunbake, never would they know that the girls instead were both taking turns rubbing, grinding and sucking up wetly against a very happy Christian, until he went hard again. As the sun finally set, they might again notice a girl sitting up, Marla in this case, and take up the position Riley had vacated earlier and begin squirming around.. now being too dark to make out the neighbours would probably close their curtains and leave to make dinner.. But had they peeked over the hedge, and perhaps shined a torch they would discover Riley having found a condom in her purse for Marla to use (who was not on birth control like Riley) had equipped Christian with it and was at that moment having her way with him much to both their enjoyment. The sensation made all the better as a moment later Riley popped her tongue up Marlas ass to amuse herself too as she fingered herself while she watched the pair fuck from point blank range.
It was too dark to tell, but when the trio shortly after made a lot of very loud and happy sounds a few minutes later, the three of them would throw off any remaining clothes to nakedly take a swim for an hour or so involving many games the neighbours would probably not approve of either (but would probably be jealous of too) most of which involved one or more of them dealing with all that water they had drank earlier.. making happy sounds minutes later; and none of which actually involved using the toilet.. in fact with the exception of Riley, none of them even knew what room it was in... and had no interest finding out, since they didn't need it.
Eventually the trio, their normal clothes having dried, would dress and retire home for the night.. However - having discovered these new games they would never again worry about the possibility of accidents. If anything they would now engage in them deliberately as the erotic payoff was worth it, and for the girls the ice having been broken by the entire school likely knowing about their wetting accidents in detention now (the dark stains had been quite obvious) they were happy to live up to the new lower expectations of their class mates by doing it now as often as possible, and take it out on Christian or any other classmate that might show any interest too..
Although the trio seldom found themselves in detention again, during their free periods they would be certain to remain close by to join them in the bathroom or under the desk as opportunities presented. Things went on more or less like this until they all graduated, at which point they all moved in to share a rental together, where they sometimes invited friends.. Oddly enough neither the faculty or vast majority of fellow classmates ever realized what they really got up to. Their loss really.
You could say they all lived happily pissily ever after.
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