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|Message:||the solution to the sleeping guy in your bed is simple. If you don't want your friends to see a guy sleeping in your bed, have sex in one of your friends bed. Then let them try to explain THAT.
Also what happens after we have an orgasm is we want to have another one.
|Subject:||to Dr. Arrobachew|
|Message:||Okay, Dr. What happens to me after I cum?
|Subject:||Dr. Arrobachew: men's falling asleep after sex|
|Message:||Okay, I better be honest. I don't care if a man takes a nap after sex. To me, it almost seems flattering. It means he enjoyed me at my best. The only problem I have with men sleeping after sex, though, is what to do while they rest. If I come back from lunch with my girlfriends later in the morning, a fully nude, passed out man on my bed can be bothering, though other things embarrass me even more. I mean, here he is still snoring on my bed two hours after I left. I would have thought he'd gotten up and well, done something.... lol
Meanwhile, as my friends are laughing I'm hugely embarrassed, cuz it's obvious we just had sex and I didn't tell them.... Plus sex was all they talked about over brunch all morning -- who they f*cked the night before!!!!
|Subject:||is seeing patients now|
The reason we(Men)fall asleep after sex is our body chemistry changes after orgasm, a chemical called prolactin is released in our bodies and makes us very tired, also the act of physical extertion during sex and after orgasm depletes the muscles of energy-producing glycogen, which leads to sleepiness. Since we generally have more muscle mass than women, it makes us sleepier.
So a good wank/sex before bedtime is a sleep aid!!
|Message:||Maybe its all those jumpers you been wearing without panties!!!|
|Message:||In the US a jumper is a pullover dress. In the UK it's a sweater. So funny, no wonder I'm soooo confused!!!!!
|Subject:||from Russia with Love....|
|Message:||A sex toy for you, Janie
|Subject:||Funnniest Poll Ever... (reader watch out)|
|Message:||I just read this poll about why men fall asleep after sex.... lol. In my case, I thought it was cuz they were just bored, and wanted to dream of their next conquest,or possible more. lmao Okay, here's the results of the poll:
Why Do Men Fall Asleep After They Have Sex?
1. Poor health
38% (15 votes)
2. They cannot face their premature ejaculation problem
23% (9 votes)
3. It covers up erectile problems
20% (8 votes)
4. He just used me for sex
10% (4 votes)
5. There lousy and inconsiderate partners
10% (4 votes)
Total votes: 40
I would have guessed:
Why Do Men Fall Asleep After Sex?
1. He just used me for sex
10% (4 votes)
2. He's a lousy partner
10% (4 votes)
3. He lost his erection
18% (8 votes)
4. He can't believe he blew it and came so fast! lol
22% (9 votes)
5. I f*cked his brains out (lmao)
40% (16 votes)
Total votes: 41
lol, more realistic in my mind.....
luv u, Janie
|Subject:||to Mikes Hard|
|Message:||Wow Mike, that same exact thing happened to me as happened in your story "THE GANG WEDGIE" where the girl got her thong ripped right out of her butt. I too ate lunch in the stairwell.
lol good story but it could use a few more periods.
|Message:||Come on Dan give us what we want Archive #15.
|Subject:||wearing a thong....|
|Message:||I enjoy wearing thongs simply because they make my butt feel wonderful. Wearing a pleated skirt, my skirt slides around rubbing the fabric in a thong, making me feel sexy. Wearing a light thin fabric dress, even a polyester one, doesn't show a thing - yet everyone knows it. I love wearing a thong for the commotion going to get coffee when I bend over to dump the old grounds. Guys follow me, when they see I'm wearing a thong. ;),
What's your favorite reason for wearing a thong, besides feeling it on your butt?
|Subject:||Elizabeth: Why the store?!|
|Message:||shoppers on steroids: I suppose I am too when I see cute clothes... I just can't resist!!!
luv, Janie ;),
|Message:||bring on archive 15|
|Message:||Went to Mallorca with my girlfriend Cristina, witch is the big island next to Ibiza. Tourist areas are for drinking and sex. Used to watch couples fucking on their hotel room terrace like it was a normal thing to do. No one knows you so it doesn't mater who you have sex with. Our idea of a good vacation was drinking and having sex. Why not, we were both single and had a lot of offers. Got invited to a private party by some Spanish guys. Did more drinking than we usually do and both ended up naked along with everyone else. It turned into an all night sex orgy and shared with other guys. No idea where our clothes were, did just about everything including naked pictures. They next mourning we had head breaking a hang over and embarrassed about what we had done. Didn't really matter because no one would ever know back home.|
|Subject:||Elizabeth: Tough Luck|
|Message:||I loved the basic plot of your story -- winner in a strip game getting attacked and stripped. I'll bet that could go a long way. I'm even thinking now how to do it -- I know a few Xbox games I might be able to win.
A few other parts got me confused, though, like taking a cab to the creek. But hey, I loved your story anyhow -- it was yours. It has so many creative thoughts to develop!
|Subject:||to Megan, Sally: Pantsing and Fights|
|Message:||I saw several guy fights that began with a pantsing. Pants the wrong boy, and omg watch out. My fav was when these two boys stripped each other wrestling in a match that lasted nearly a half hour, beginning with a playful tug. I think the only reason it happened was cuz my friend Nancy and I were there, at their frat, drinking beer with about forty other people -- mostly, and maybe all, guys.
We were too fascinated to do anything but watch.
|Message:||Lots of times girls are the ones instigating boys to strip some defenceless boy. They are such show offs when girls are present, they do it to impress girls. Goes to show that girls enjoy watching naked boys just as much as boys like to see girls getting stripped. It's a real turn on and it's all viewed as normal teen horse play.|
|Message:||I saw a boy get his penis exposed in a basketball game in front of a bunch of girls sitting on the bleachers. I was 15 and one of the many girls watching the game. Half way through the game, one of the boys looked at us and made a downward gesture with his hands behind this boy's back. We realized they were planning to pull his shorts down, so we all climbed down for a better view. The poor boy was ready to take a penalty shot, when his shorts hit the floor and suddenly we were all looking at his dick. Humiliating because he got pushed over, shorts yank off, thrown up on the hoop and no way to get them down. Watched him being chased around the court, running like hell with his penis swinging freely to prevent from getting stripped completely. Something that eventually left him bare ass naked and stranded in a completely fenced in court. All you could hear were boys peeing themselves with laughter and girls having fun looking at him. Looked so cute with his bare butt exposed, hands over hid dick and girls telling him to them off. Sometimes it pays off to hang out with boys.|
|Message:||It makes a deference to play sexy games with close friends. Wouldn't have felt safe doing it with boys and girls I didn't know or trust. I was always first in line to play sexy games. For me it was the perfect excuse to look at naked boys and having them looking at me without feeling like a pervert. Sat there all went and horny knowing they were looking strait at girl's boobs and pussy, while girls watched their dicks getting hard thinking about "what's next" Well fumbling each other was a good ice breaker that easily lead to a lot of sucking, or even more if you were willing to fuck. Personally I enjoyed having my pussy eaten out and sucking boys off, rather the risk getting knocked up. Oral sex always did it for me.|
anyone know the band on this track?
|Subject:||Point of games|
|Message:||When you're younger, games bring you together socially in a safe fun way. As you get older they let you enjoy other things, you get off in other ways. For an exhibitionist, I guess games let you show yourself, without being labeled a slut or even worse. I love to play games because they let me show myself and have fun, which I find pleasant. I can get excited without much risk of things I don't want...
|Message:||The whole point of playing those sexy games is getting everyone naked. That's how we got our little virgin girl Alicia"s clothes off and let boys give her a good groping. She was so embarrassed but she needed to loosen up.|
|Subject:||Check it out, guys|
|Message:||Some really cute dancers here, you can just go down the right side....
|Message:||I remember a boy playing strip spin the bottle and ending up the only naked looser. Stayed like that through the whole game and not being aloud to cover up anything. Good rule because girls were thrilled watching him get and erection. Made me feel much better about sitting there with tits exposed. Ended up naked anyway, but at least I wasn't the first one. I miss those teenage years. You get to know more about your friends.|
|Subject:||Embarrassment of erections|
|Message:||I imagine as a boy, the fear is not only being exposed getting an erection, but being seen on show fully aroused........
|Subject:||To Manuel & Janie|
|Message:||I remember manipulating my cousin into showing me his penis by showing him my pussy. Don't remember him saying no so I lifted my skirt, pulled my panties to the side and spread my pussy lips. Went that far just to make him feel obligated to show me his. I enjoyed the tingling feeling of having him looking at it. He was more embarrassed than I was about showing me his. He was so embarrassed about pulling down his pants I had to do it myself. He was stunned when I pulled everything down and his stiff dick popped out. Like Janie accurately describes it he turn into "stone" He just stood there frozen with shame and basically played with it all I wanted. I think boys feel embarrassed about getting erections. Almost makes me feel jealous that we don't.|
|Subject:||to Manual: Stone|
|Message:||I think for boys the feeling must be universal. I remember babysitting little eight and ten year old boys. They acted as bad as their older cousins, seen by a girl.... Maybe not as erect, but just as embarrassed... I guess that's what makes it exciting -- their erection has a mind of it's own. Their little stiffies know no shame at all, unlike the part played by its owner..... lmao!!!!
luv, Janie :)
|Message:||Boys getting forced to exposed their erection; girls wanting to see how big and hard it gets; will turn any boy into "stone" An accurate way of describing the helpless feeling a boys goes through when his being forced to show it. You just surrender and hope it will be over soon.|
|Message:||I love this site. Long term fan. I can't wait for more new stories. Keep up the good work guys, these stories are freaking amazing.|
|Subject:||the fascination with boys....|
|Message:||I think the fascination with boys is their erections are so spontaneous; they can't control or hide them at all. They are evident to anyone, whether they're wearing clothes or not. Embarrassing a boy pointing out a huge erection stuffed in his pants turns him red. Seeing him with it sticking up naked turns him almost to stone.
Girls are not as transparent, it's harder. Seeing us excited, you have to imagine and yet... wet panties, flushing red skin and shallow breathing - oh, and hard nips, surely give us away as well... for those who know where to look. lol
|Subject:||to Ann: What boys do|
|Message:||"....amazed at how stiff and big he had it before they threw him in the lake"
I'm not sure nature gave him much choice.... lol!!!
(love to watch hard d*cks)
|Subject:||Jozza story - Unlucky You|
|Message:||Great story Jozza. Well written! Please continue w part 2. You hooked me|
|Message:||Girl you need to learn how to fight or else be nicer to people.
|Subject:||to Elyssa: Fight|
|Message:||Wow!!! Some fight you picked! I guess that b*tch kicked your sorry ass. At least it makes a perfect fight story!
Very nicely written, I enjoyed it a lot...
|Message:||AWESOME STORY KEEP IT GOING|
|Message:||Hardy, hard hard...... lol|
|Message:||Hey Janie, lets keep that picture under your hat. lol|
|Subject:||Found this cute link|
|Message:||What to do with an erection?
If you need the French translation, I can ATTEMPT it.... lol
|Message:||I was one of those girls that liked to watch boys getting their pants pulled down and hoping their underwear would also go down with them. It's true that boys did that to younger boys and also true their dicks got hard if they kept their dicks exposed long enough to get one. That's how I found out what boy's dicks looked like when their hard. You might say it was the first sexual experiences for girls that hadn't done anything sexual. That came latter, but at least with the help of some dirty magazines and looking at few erections, we had some ideas of what to do with it. Embarrassed boys taught me a lot.|
|Subject:||to Ashamed: De towelled in corridor|
|Message:||Okay, you expect me to believe that?
|Subject:||to Ralph: nothing to be ashamed of|
If you were my little Ralph I knew when I was 8, you have nothing to be ashamed of at all. Hmmmm, cum to think of it, maybe you have nothing to be ashamed of, even if you aren't 'my' sweetheart Ralph! lol But yes, I'm still talking about seeing his d*ck..... I can still see it now, hanging out uhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmm....... STIFF!!!! Oh......my........gawd!!!!
Okay spank me! (Please)
|Message:||I think my worst embarrassment was getting bully pants in front of girls. A joke that older boys did to young ones for fun. What surprised me was that girls that were watching wanted my underwear down also. Embarrassing because while struggling my pants down I got a hard on and when my underwear went down out popped my stiff dick. Got held up till every girl there had a good look. Boys like to expose other boys for kicks and there's always girls willing to look. I was forced to show plenty that day and basically had to swallow my pride and shame. I guess those girls had plenty to talk about for months.|
|Subject:||Code Name Mama Melon: that untitled|
|Message:||Nicely interesting. All I can say as that when illness strikes, enjoy it!
|Subject:||to Emma: Flight of Fancy|
|Message:||When I get back on a plane again I hope I'm still young enough to carry on.... lol Nice story I enjoyed it a lot.
|Subject:||Unable to find story|
|Message:||Thanks for all of the help! You guys are great. Unfortunately, however, I am still unable to find the stories. If you guys come up with any more leads, please, let me know.|
|Subject:||To Dave R & Emma|
|Message:||I'm pretty sure I remember those stories and I think they are either in the archives or in the "archives to come".
To Emma, great story. Well written as usual.
|Message:||Any progress on Archive 15, for Emma and Drew?
|Subject:||to Dave R: Unable to find story|
This is the link to the Indian Outlaw stripping site. Try going there and doing keyword searches. Their stories are a little more rough than many you see posted here.
Good luck! ;),
|Subject:||to Dave R: Unable to find story|
|Message:||There's another site called Indian Outlaws, or something. I don't read it much. Maybe it's there.|
|Subject:||to Dave R: Unable to find story|
|Message:||Wow, sounds like a great story. I don't recall seeing it here at all, though. Tell us when you find the link. I'd like to read it, I'm sure I'd enjoy it a lot.
|Message:||Great story of your holiday start. What happend more?|
|Subject:||Unable to find story|
I've been searching the web for a story that I read about a year or two ago, but try as I might, I've had no luck finding it. I want to give a synopsis of the story to see if anyone has ever read it and might know where to find it. It's a story about a white girl who is the dominant female member of a gang and a tease. She beats up the sister of the Asian girl who is the female leader of a rival gang. The asian leader confronts the white leader in a public park and challenges her to a fight as revenge in front of both gangs. Not wanting to look scared and lose respect, she accepts the challenge. The fight begins and the asian girl quickly takes control and beats up the white girl, and in the process strips her of her clothing one piece at a time. Before long, the white girl is crying her eyes out like a child, and shows her true face to the gang that thought she was the toughest girl in town. Once she has the white girl naked, she makes her get on her knees, legs spread apart, and spread her ass cheeks. The asian girl pulls out a knife and threatens to "cut her a new asshole" for what she did to her sister. The white girl, being completely terrified, losing control of her bladder and pisses herself there, on her knees, naked, in front of both her gang and her rivals. The asian then forces her to walk over to a pavilion and stand in the corner naked, with her cheeks spread, while both gangs sit down and drink beer together. After awhile, the asian gets up and without warning, shoves her empty beer bottle up the white girls ass, making her cry and dance. She then takes the bottle, breaks it, and uses one of the glass shards to carve her gang's symbol into her ass cheek. She is left humiliated and crying. It goes on to say that she looses all respect and is often stripped and humiliated by other people. There is also a squeal to this story, in which, the white girl gets revenge and humiliates the asian girl even worse. If anyone has read this story or knows where I can find it, please let me know.
|Message:||Liked the story because something very similar happed to me. I cheated and got sexually punished in a very degrading way. It was my boyfriend's way to tell me he was threw with me. My story on the story board.|
|Subject:||to NA: I never should of cheated|
|Message:||Life is so unfair. My boyfriend shoved the cucumber up my *ss when he threw me out. :(
|Subject:||To Na: I never should have cheated|
|Message:||You know what is bad about that. He wasted a good freaking carrot and cucumber. That could have been used for salad some day. *Sigh*|
|Subject:||to Phyliss: Roy|
|Message:||He said he would be monitoring the board; keep trying. Might be able to send him a note.
|Message:||Does anyone know what happened to Roy? (Bangy)
He was back a while ago now he's gone again. Was looking forward to new
|Subject:||To Ems and Bea|
|Message:||Em, sounds like you had a rough day. lol Great story extremely well written which is no surprise coming from you.
Bea, I hate waking up in a strange house with no clothes. I can relate. Good story.
|Message:||Josh, I couldn't agree more!|
|Subject:||to Ems: Discipline|
|Message:||My only question is which railway line was it? I mean, I have to know.... lol
Nice story, teach! Very nice, perhaps I should tell my own VW bus story. Then again, maybe not!
luv, Janie (well acquainted now with the dangers of VW vans, or magic buses, as the saying goes)
|Subject:||Lots of hot stoies here lately|
|Message:||Wow thanks for all the 'interesting' "stimulating" (heh heh) reading. Ems - "Discipline" you are sick and twirsted! Keep it up. Bea - "Super Drunk at New Years party" - you whore (as you love to admit). Wow quite a way to ring in the new year with a gang bang of that magnitide! Are you available for parties? LOL Trish - "Christmas I'll never forget" - hot story! Post more. Asian Sara - you said you would continue with part 2 of "Night before Christmas" ... will you?
Dan - I HOPE your new years resolution is to crank out a bunch of archives!! I have written a number of stories ov r the years I would like to see again. Don't make us beg, I know you are out there! Come on Dan! (Everyone chant!)
Happy 2014 to you all!
|Subject:||to Bea: Super Drunk at New Years party (xxx)|
|Message:||At least someone had fun last night! lol|
|Subject:||Janie - Bad Language|
|Message:||Hell Janie, If you're a whore I hate to think what that makes me!!!
Love, Ems xxxxxx
|Subject:||for your amusement this New Year's -- Caution: bad language|
|Message:||from another site:
Janie, why do you post this trash?
Me (2 days ago)
for fun.... I'm bored. Why do you ask? lol
You're a fucking whore.
Me (2 days ago)
hahaha, I know. Straight and to the point.... lol
You know what I'd do with you, you little whore?
Me (1 day ago)
I'd treat you like you deserve, you fucking whore.
Me (1 day ago)
What do I deserve?
You deserve a sore ass, you whore. I'd blister your ass.
Me (1 day ago)
hahaha, Oh don't, please, be nice!!! lol
Just for starters, you fucking whore.
luv, your little f*cking white Caucasian wh*re Janie ;),
|Subject:||Patricia: the Decision|
|Message:||"reluctantly got undressed...."
....like little boys heading for a spanking. I guess they go spanked, lol.
|Subject:||to : Asian Sara: It was the night before Christmas Part one|
|Message:||Hahaha, don't apologize for anything, so far your story is a wonderful! I couldn't help but giggle over what happened. There's nothing worse than a surprise party run amok -- or being forced out running around naked without panties. lol
|Subject:||sorry i mis type my name|
|Subject:||to whom it may concern...|
|Message:||Some of the writers here post on other sites..... I will let those authors reveal them if they want... Just for the record though, what they post there is equally hot.|
|Subject:||to Carson: Brainiac side|
|Message:||Words like "um", "hmm" or "ah" reflect how real people talk. There are two ways to express a word, literally as the sound, and as the idea it expresses.
So "um", "hmm" or "ah" are all okay expressing how you hear a sound, and want to express it. Those are literal. Words that are ideas are more complex, cuz (cause because) it can go many ways.....
I like to read other people's writing to see how they do it. Y'alld probably think I was from Texas, if you heard how I really talked... and you'd picture as a lowly cowgirl, not the nice writer I am.... lmao
|Subject:||to Carson: "to Drew" lol|
|Message:||I think part of the freedom of speech for the writer is how to figure all these diction things out. I'm like you, don't worry,just write... As far as trips go, that would be a riot to go to the UK. My company or someone would have to do it, though, and right now they're near belly up! :),
No fun for Janie
|Subject:||to M:Missing Story|
|Message:||Know any more about the story? title? I dont exactly remember it now.
I just reposted Drew's story from the Discussion to Stories. Someone else put it up.
|Message:||I adore your stories!!! I love the way the girl is humiliated and embarrassed.... Just the way I want to be humiliated and embarrassed myself!!!
|Message:||Thanks for reporting the bus slut story Janie, such a great read!|
|Message:||When dialect words are used in quotes or the character;s thoughts I attempt to leave them in since it is part of the character's speech pattern and a factor of the character's environment. It does drive me crazy though; guess that comes from growing up in a family that insisted on perfect diction. I had teachers for parents, grandparents, sisters, uncles, and aunts; correction was inevitable.
The interesting pert of writing comes when we try to insert the pauses people insert when speaking off the cuff. Words like "um", "hmm" or "ah" can drive a listener nuts but a writer is trying to relay the awkwardness of their character. Then there are the times a speaker puts emphasis on a vowel like "so". Do I keep "sooo"? Or when a character emits moans "ahhh" "ohhhh". How many repetitive characters are acceptable?
I enjoy reading the stories so I don't want to criticize the writers for their inputs it's counter productive. It would run the risk of stifling their free expression. I'd rather see them put out their thoughts than try to get them to fix their errors. The reality is personal. For a long time my inability to spell correctly kept me from expressing myself by writing. It was a factor in my mother's life too. After missing a word in a spelling bee she always doubted her spelling and often referred to a dictionary to confirm her spelling.
The fear of criticism is a powerful force. I turned to numbers and math even though I have a passion for history and English. I ended up expressing myself in photography and the theater.
I love reading the stories here. You, Janie, Emma and Roy "Bangalore" are among my favorite contributors to read on this site. There are others that I enjoy but I am always excited when I see one of your posts because you four are the most prolific on this site and tell very entertaining tales. I would love to take a trip with you, Janie and your companions to the UK and visit Roy and Emma and their companions. Who knows what stories we could create on such an adventure. ;) The Fingle Bridge Inn and Castle Drogo look like great places to visit, enjoy a cup/glass/pint or two of our favorite beverage and share some stories. Of course you can all come to Southern California and visit me.
there was another one that has vanished. About a popular girls grabbed and stripped in the back room at a party. Can't remember the name but it was around the same time as bus slut. If that can be reposted, it would be great!
|Message:||Thanks for reposting my story DISGRACED. Most of my storys are written so they sound like someone is telling them. That's why there are so many words like 'gonna' instead of 'going to' and 'cuz' instead of 'because'. Its just the way we Ohioans talk.
I think it gives my work a 'homey, natural' flavor. It probably drives some people nuts. lol
I'm just happy that someone thinks enough of my work to want to share it.
|Subject:||Repost of Drew's Story, "Disgraced"|
|Message:||Hahaha, I reread this story with exciting interest, and eventually a hand on my puss. It explains why I think Drew's stories are the best ones on the post, mostly. Plus I also identify with immature girls being tricked or coaxed into doing something wrong they ordinarily wouldn't. Something I would never do on my own, others could persuade me to do in a heartbeat, without thinking at all almost. All I need is a little encouragement, and I become the biggest slut around -- like Cree... lol!!!!
|Subject:||to Kelli: Story Time|
|Message:||To write a good story it helps to know something about the characters in it. Any suggestions about the things you'd like us to include? Fears, weaknesses, and physical or mental characteristics, like shyness or small boobs you want to share? I personally am deathly afraid of spiders and snakes, heights and being ridiculed for any reason, however rude or wrong. But I'm not you....
Please tell us a little bit about yourself.
|Message:||Warning: contains sex. Not for the faint of heart
Cree sat in the study hall. She was 16 and a sophomore. She wasn’t real popular but that was largely due to her shyness. She had the looks but she wasn’t into the big social scene. She was about 5’7” very pretty with thick raven-black hair and beautiful brown eyes. Everybody told her she looked like Selena Gomez but she was a little heavier in all the right spots.
Right now Cree was concentrating on the back of the head of the guy she had a tremendous crush on. He was the starting QB, captain of the basketball team, starting pitcher and the hottest stud she had ever laid her big brown eyes on. His name was Brandon. Brandon Hart. Wow what a cool name.
She was right in the middle of writing his name for the 200th time when someone behind her slammed a hand down on her tablet causing her to jump and put a big line thru her endeavors.
She looked at the hand and slowly followed the arm to its owner and almost died when she looked into the scowling face of Kylie.
Kylie Sizemore, the Senior head cheerleader, student council president, rich bitch and the current main squeeze of Brandon. Without taking her eyes off Cree’s eyes, Kylie scrunched up the paper.
“He’s mine, you little diaper stain, don’t be getting any ideas. Don’t talk to him, don’t look at him, don’t even THINK about him or you’ll regret the day you ever showed up here!”
Kylie sneered quietly thru clenched teeth. Then she ripped the page from Cree’s notebook and threw it in her face.
Cree just sat there, red as a beet, not wanting to cause any more of a scene and definitely not wanting to get into an altercation with Kylie. Cree didn’t move as Kylie still hovered over her.
Kylie looked down the back of Cree and noticed she could see Cree’s light blue panties top sticking out of Cree’s low cut jeans just a little bit. Kylie grabbed them and gave them a tremendous yank, pulling them up and wedging them deep into Cree’s ass crack.
Cree’s almost cried out but caught herself. It hurt like hell but Cree just sat there with Kylie still hanging over her, holding those blue panties a good 12 inches above her ass.
“Get the picture?” Kylie asked Cree and let them snap back.
“Wow, she was certainly insecure. Why would she think Brandon (who was a senior like Kylie) would even look at me?” Cree wondered.
Then she wondered how she was going to get her panties out of her butt crack. Everybody was turned around looking at her and smiling and giggling. Cree blushed a bright red.
Well one thing for sure, she didn’t want to incur Kylie’s wrath anymore than she already had. Kylie and her goon squad ran the school.
A few days went by and Cree still took every opportunity to see Brandon, from afar of course. She wouldn’t have the nerve to talk to him even if she could think of something to say. She made sure she was by her locker every morning when he walked by to his. She would sniff the air as he walked by. She wasn’t sure what body wash/deodorant he used but it drove her wild.
He breezed by her this morning and she closed her eyes and with her nose in the air took a big sampling of his scent. A little grin appeared on her face and a mmmmm escaped quietly from her. She opened her eyes and almost passed out. There stood Kylie staring dead at her.
Cree felt many things at that moment. Fear seemed to top the list with embarrassment and an inclination to flee not far behind.
Kylie’s baby blues seemed evil and heartless and like 2 blue laser beams burning into Cree’s eyes. Cree had to turn away.
She gathered her books and looked down as she attempted to slide past Kylie’s imposing figure. Kylie slapped the books out of Cree’s hands and they crashed to the floor scattering in all directions. Kylie and her posse walked past Cree as she kneeled down to pick her books and scattered papers up. Each one kneed her as they walked by. Kylie, the last to walk, knocked her to the ground. What a relief as they disappeared.
Cree had been too frightened to notice but now she could feel all eyes on her as she got her stuff together. She felt little and ridicules as she kneeled on the floor gathering up her books and papers. She hated being the center of attention.
A couple days passed without any confrontations. Cree avoided Kylie as much as possible and Brandon too. But Friday, as she was leaving the study hall she had with Brandon, he was suddenly in the doorway blocking it.
“Hey Cree, How’s it going?”
Cree about pissed her panties. “Oh...um...good,” was all she could manage.
Brandon looked down into her eyes and she was about to melt. He was so tall and handsome and muscular and... Cree stopped short of her assessment as out of the corner of her eye she saw Kylie and her entourage glaring at her.
“Oh...um...I ugh got to go,” and she slipped under his arm and almost sprinted down the hall and around the corner.
She had many thoughts going thru her head. She didn’t even know he knew her name. She was on cloud nine, imaging her and Brandon together until the face of Kylie’s Medusa-like stare came into her thoughts and almost turned her to stone.
What would Kylie do? Beat her up? Cree really didn’t want to get beat up. Then she remembered another girl that had made Kylie mad. Kylie and her thugs ripped her top and bra off right there in the hall way. Cree shuttered at just the thought of that happening to her. That was her worst nightmare.
The rest of the day Cree kept a low profile and a constant vigil for Kylie or anything resembling a cheerleader.
The day was almost done. She was walking down the hall to a class when the door to the boiler room opened and Cree felt herself being dragged inside. A bag was put over her head and rough hands pushed her along. When she tried to protest a hand was clamped over her mouth. Finally they stopped and the bag was taken off.
Just as she had feared, there stood Kylie and her cronies along with two guys. One a medium sized nerdy type and a tall muscular black guy that Cree knew from watching the basketball team.
“What do you want?” Cree asked trying to sound tough but the quiver in her voice gave her away.
“I told you to stay away from Brandon, but you couldn’t listen could you?”
“I didn’t do anything, he stopped me.”
“LIAR, YOU LYING BITCH!!” Kylie screamed and slapped Cree hard across the face almost knocking her off her feet.
“Take your clothes off!” Kylie ordered.
Cree just stood there with a stupid look on her face. The slap had really hurt bringing tears to her eyes, but suddenly was forgotten. Inside her stomach flipped over.
“I said take your clothes off, NOW!”
“Screw that,” and Cree made a break for the door but didn’t get too far as the cheerleaders and the 2 guys grabbed her.
“Fine well take them off for you,” and they pulled her to the floor.
First her shoes came off then her socks were pulled from her feet. Her shirt was being pulled over her head and someone was undoing her jeans.
She struggled and tried calling out but there were too many hands holding her hands and feet and clamping over her mouth. She felt her pants sliding down her legs and yelled a muffled, “Oh Nooooo!” And soon were pulled off. Then they let her go. She stood up in only her panties and bra.
“You want to keep your bra and panties do EXACTLY as I say when I say it or we’ll strip you naked and throw you out in the hall.”
Everybody has had that dream of being naked in school. But for Cree it was a nightmare she had had many times. Her eyes welled up with tears and she felt a warm sick feeling cover her as she realized her very worst nightmare might come true.
Kylie ordered her to sit on the table behind her. Cree, in only her tiny panties and lacy bra, lifted herself up and onto the table. Her bare feet were dangling above the floor as she tried to cover herself.
The 2 boys didn’t try to hide the fact they were steady staring at Cree’s body. They openly looked at her young breasts, barely covered by a thin lacy bra, full and firm for a 16 year old.
Cree could feel their eyes taking in every curve.
“Ok you little slut, you like to tease guys, well you’re going to get your chance.”
Kylie ordered her to spread her legs. Cree slowly obeyed. She didn’t want to be stripped naked and thrown out into the hallway totally exposed for everyone to see.
Cree’s eyes got big
Cree looked around at all the faces leering at her, waiting in eager anticipation for the show that was about to start. Cree put her hand to her crotch. Kylie ordered her to start rubbing.
Cree reluctantly began to move her fingers over the thin cotton material, pushing against her pussy lips. She caught her breath as the touch of her fingers began to have an effect on her.
She desperately didn’t want for it to feel good but it did. She began to notice her body responding and she could feel the slick moistness as she continued to rub her pussy in front of the 7 students in the boiler room.
What she didn’t know that right in front, to one side and above her were 3 concealed cameras. What the cameras saw was being transmitted to 3 large flat screen HD TVs in the Multi-Purpose room. There was no class in there this period but there were over 50 students at Kylie’s request, viewing laughing and totally enjoying what was going on in the boiler room. Cree was on display for those 50 some student’s pleasure.
Kylie ordered Cree to keep rubbing her snatch but also reach in her bra and squeeze her nipple. Cree obeyed and put hand in her already full c-cup and began to lightly squeeze her nipple. The camera above her had been beaming that great cleavage to the MP room and now showed, from a bird’s eye view, into her bra. Her nipple could be clearly seen and the group of kids cheered.
Cree’s panties were getting wet. She could clearly feel the vagina juice on her fingers.
“Let’s see those panties.” Kylie ordered.
Cree pulled her hand away and was told to spread her legs wider. To her shame and embarrassment her panties were soaked.
The crowd in the MP room roared their approval unbeknownst to Cree.
“Put your finger inside your panties, I want your fingers up in your pussy.”
Cree was even more mortified. She wanted to flee but she knew escape was impossible. Screaming wouldn’t help. No one could hear her down in the boiler room. She was trapped and must obey or her worst nightmare would come true.
She slid her hand between her soft skin and her little cotton panties inserting her middle finger inside herself. Kylie instructed Cree to start finger fucking herself.
From the above camera you could see the middle digit slowly enter between her moist lips and clearly see it going in and out.
“Two fingers,” Kylie ordered.
Cree obeyed and the Kids in the MP room were high 5ing and they all cheered again.
“Now remove your bra.”
Cree hesitated. The look on Kylie’s face got Cree moving again. All she said was, “Please, no,” but didn’t wait for an answer. She knew what the verdict would be.
Cree let the lacy bra slid down her arms and off and she tried to cover herself as she let the bra fall to the table.
“Get back to work and squeeze those boobies of yours.”
Cree felt a new rush of blood to her already flushed face as the humiliation mounted.
As soon as Cree uncovered herself and put her hand back in her panties every student in the MP room grabbed their cell phones and called a friend to tell them the web site to get on so they wouldn’t miss the show. The word spread like wildfire.
Pretty soon Cree’s masturbating image was on almost every pc in the school and some that wasn’t.
As Cree fingered herself she could see the boys were really enjoying it and the looks on the girl’s faces and the way they were staring hard between Cree’s legs let her know they were feeling something in between their thighs too.
Cree was getting really turned on by all this. Her panties were drenched as was her hand.
“Slide those nasty wet panties down to your knees, we want a better look at that snatch of yours.”
Cree obeyed, hoping if she did maybe they’d let her go with her clothes. She pulled them all the way down to her knees and reinserted her fingers without being told. Cree was moving her fingers in and out faster and faster. She could feel her panties start to slide over her knees. She let them.
She felt her panties slid down her legs, this was arousing her along with her fingers. They were on her feet and she let them fall off. A little moan escaped her as she realized she was completely naked now.
“Oh you like this huh?”
Kylie surmised by the willingness of Cree to become naked.
“Good then try this,” and Kylie produced a rubber replica of a penis. It looked so real and had a large suction cup on the one end just passed the fake rubber balls.
Cree had a dildo at home but not quite this large. Cree took it gingerly from Kylie and rubbed it on her slick swollen lips. It felt pretty good actually.
She pushed the big head slowly. It stretched her a lot so she was moving it in nice and slow. But it wasn’t fast enough for Kylie.
Kylie grabbed the fake cock from Cree’s grasp, pushed Cree on her back and rammed the 7 inch rubber wiener all the way in. Two of the cheerleaders held Cree’s arms as Kylie pumped that big dick in and out of Cree. Cree tried to cry out but hands again were over her mouth. Hands pulled Cree’s legs wide apart as Kylie looked Cree in the eye, her face only inches from Cree.
“Leave it in, take hold of it.”
Cree grasped the big rubber phallus and dutifully started moving it in and out. She was on her back and put her knees up and her bare feet flat on the table. Without realizing it she was giving the camera in front a great view of everything between her spread thighs. The above camera was in the right position to show the dildo going in and out of her now bright pink and moist pussy.
Kylie then told her insert a finger in her butthole as she masturbated with the rubber cock. Cree obeyed. Then it was two fingers. Cree was going wild with the dildo in her vagina plus her fingers in her anus.
Kylie took the wet fake cock from Cree and slammed it down between Cree spread legs. The suction cup held fast and the rubber dick stuck straight up.
Kylie told the naked 16 year old to lower herself onto the slick phallus. Cree squatted over it and slowly lowered herself onto it letting it slid up into her pussy.
“Not your pussy, dipshit, put it in your ass,” Cree’s eyes got big.
Cree pulled it out of herself with a small ‘pop’ and slowly lowered herself down onto the largest thing she had ever put inside her bottom. Finally Cree had the dildo’s head all the way into her stretched pucker hole. It hurt but she slowly got it entirely in and began moving it in and out.
“Don’t forget to play with your cunt, you little cunt,” Kylie reminded her.
The kids in the Multipurpose room were going crazy as were all the kids on the internet as they watched the once shy and reserved Cree seemingly going freaky on the TV. The only mic was near Cree so the orders from Kylie were not heard. All that could be heard were the moans from naked Cree as she squatted over the big fake dick and moved it in and out of her anus and her finger were going crazy on her wet pussy. She almost reached an orgasm when Kylie spoke again.
“Get off the table,” Kylie ordered.
Cree obeyed like a robot. This was bad. Totally disgracing herself but nothing was as bad as her fear of being tossed naked into the hall full of all the kids she knew. She couldn’t imagine anything worse so she did what she was told.
As she stood there naked and wet, the geeky kid climbed on the table and produced his penis. Cree was ordered to give him a blow job.
Cree didn’t want to but what choice did she have? It wasn’t her first blow job. She wasn’t even a virgin. The neighbor boy took care of that for her. She started performing her duty and the camera above was broadcasting it to the rest of the students while the one on the side showed a great view of her mouth going up and down on his erection.
In the MP room one of the views said, “Look, Jamal is going to ass fuck her. Cree wants a real dick in her ass ha-ha,” and everybody screamed with delight.
Just after she bent over and put the nerd’s wiener in her mouth she felt something rubbing her ass. It was the black kids cock going deep inside her. It seemed bigger than even that dildo, but it felt different. Warm and very much alive. She couldn’t believe she was being used like this. Two guys at once, it was beyond reprehensible.
She couldn’t help herself. She had to touch her drenched pussy. Maybe no one would see her. She tried to sneak her free hand down there but everyone knew. Especially the ones in the MP room and on the web. The camera in front was aimed right between the legs of Jamal and clearly showed all the action between Cree’s thighs
Finally the geek shot his wad all over Cree and soon Jamal did the same. Now maybe they would let her get dressed and go. But no, Kylie wanted to show all the kids what happens when you mess with her. Cree was to be that example. She wanted to ensure no one would ever have sex or even want to have sex with Cree.
Cree was ordered back on the table. Just as she sat down the boys grabbed her arms and two cheerleaders grabbed her legs and spread them. Kylie pulled out a small plastic bowl with a lid. The kind you’d get butter in. Kylie opened it up and put two fingers in and got a large glop of white goo. Immediately Cree could smell bacon.
BACON GREASE? What was that for? Cree soon found out.
Kylie smeared the bacon grease all over the inside of Cree’s uppermost thighs. All over her pussy and all up and down her ass crack. Then Kylie brought a large dog out. This dog was as big as Cree. The dog looked around and was seemingly happy to see everyone when suddenly it caught the scent of the bacon and went to find the source.
The student everywhere watching all were going; “Oh no she’s not going to... oh that’s disgusting... What a slut...Pervert!!”
Cree screamed, “NO NO PLEASE DON’T,” but to no avail.
They let the dog get some good licks in before they pulled him away. He was a very big dog about 120 lbs and it wasn’t easy to contain him once he had that bacon scent.
They let the crying Cree up. That was totally repugnant. She felt nauseated. Between her legs were wet with slobber. She felt vile and nasty. They pulled her stumbling up the stairs and to the big steel door.
“Where’s my clothes, you said you would give them to me?” she said crying so hard they could hardly understand her.
“Oh were going to give them to you right now. They are all nice and neatly folded IN THE GYM. You have about a minute to get there before the bell rings. The hall will be empty until then. But when the bell rings, if you’re still in the hall way, everyone will get to see you naked. Oh and to help you hurry along, were going to count to 10 and release the dog. Have fun, BITCH!” and they pushed her thru the door and into the quiet hallway.
Her worst nightmare had come true. Her eyes were wide with terror. This is what had given her night sweats, woke her up almost screaming and now she was living it. Now it was real. She was standing totally naked in the middle of her school and soon the bell would ring and she’d be the only one without clothes.
Only now there was going to be a hound from hell after her, wanting to lick her most private areas.
She didn’t hesitate. She took off in a dead run trying to control her large boobs with one hand and arm and cover her crotch with the other. She could feel the awful mixture of bacon grease, pussy juice and dog slobber all over her pussy and it made her sick. She flew by the classroom doors going full tilt. When she came to the intersection in the hall and had to make the turn, she glanced back and her heart almost stopped. The giant black dog had just been let out and had spotted her.
Her feet seemed to have wings. The only sound in the corridor was the slapping of her bare feet on the tiles as she ran. She chanced a look back in horror. The big black dog was gaining on her. Panic was starting to set in. She wanted to scream but knew it would only cause more people to see her naked.
In the multipurpose room the students were ready. She would be passing by in seconds and they had planned to all be outside to greet her.
As she bolted down the corridor she saw kids coming out of a room and into the passage way. The bell hadn’t rung , why were they coming out and filling the hallway?
Before she even got to them they began shouting, “Run Cree, the dogs going to get you!” They were all laughing at her, calling her names, pointing.
How did they know? Who told them?
The questions in her mind vanished as she felt the dog behind her. He was tripping her up. She turned around in defense and his big black head went straight to her crotch. She tried to push his head down with one hand as she covered her boobs with the other, but he was too strong. She’d have to use both hands leaving her breasts to bounce and jiggle for everyone to ogle.
The big dog was pushing past her hands. She tried to with all her power to push his massive head down as he licked her but the beast was too strong.
She backed up into the crowd. They were calling her all kinds of vile names and grabbed her ass and boobs. Then some of them grabbed her arms and the dog was unrestrained. Cree kicked and struggled and finally broke free and pushed her way thru the crowd. This enabled her to get away from the giant creature as she emerged on the other side of the throng of students. Just then the bell rang and instantly, like a dam breaking, the kids flooded into the hallway seeing the naked Cree. This was much worse than any nightmare she had ever had.
She started to run just as the big dog got thru the students and in seconds was on her trail. He charged after her knocking her down. She immediately turned on her back to face the dog and fend him off but he was too strong.
The kids pouring out of the class room couldn’t believe what they were seeing. How disgusting, letting a dog do that to you for everyone to see? Had she lost her mind?
Cree just wanted to get away. She turned over and tried to crawl away on all fours. The dog had his nose in her ass as she screamed for help but her screams were swallowed up in the laughter and jeers of her fellow students surrounding her.
The dog, being a male dog, jumped on her back and started the humping motion. He wasn’t trying to have sex with Cree, it was just a reflex action like when you scratch a dog and his leg starts moving. His little pink thing wasn’t out! It was just like a dog humping someone’s leg. But it scared the hell out of Cree and made the students howl with a renewed vigor for scorn and mockery.
Her nightmares had her naked in front of the entire student population but IT NEVER INCLUDED BEING HUMPED BY A GIANT DOG. After a few seconds the dog lost interest in the humping and went back to looking for that intoxicating bacon smell. This let Cree escape and bolt thru the nearest exit.
She was now naked outside the building. Naked, outside, at school, in the middle of town. Oh yeah that was her NO.2 worst nightmare.
She didn’t know where to run but when she heard the door open she just took off, screaming. She looked back. Kids were streaming out and the dog was with them. She bolted for the playground and climbed up on the jungle gym just as the dog reached her. She was at the top in seconds, all spread out, trying to stay perched on top of the structure of poles and bars. The way she had to balance herself left her legs wide apart so everyone below could clearly see her business.
She stayed up there crying as the kids gathered around yelling and pointing and saying more humiliating and hurtful jeers. Why couldn’t she just die right now? This went on until some teachers came and shooed the dog away, made the kids all go back to class and put a teachers jacket around her shoulders, it barely covered her bare ass cheeks. She was totally mortified and permanently disgraced.
Cree knew she could never come back to this school again or any other in the region. She would be shunned and scorned as a depraved freak.
Kylie stayed around, wanting to help she said. How could the teachers deny such a thoughtful and caring student?
She put her arm around the trembling Cree and led her away, out of earshot. Kylie told her that the videos of her that Kylie had made were going to be edited so it looked like all this was Cree’s idea, Cree’s passion, Cree’s perversion. She told Cree shed better be here Monday and everyday or the videos and pictures would be sent to her parents, grandparents and anyone else she cared about.
She told Cree shed better get used to being naked in front of people cuz now Cree was her property and she’d be doing whatever Kylie wanted her to, when ever Kylie wanted her to do it.
“You belong to me now, don’t EVER forget it.
Cree sat in the nurse’s office, head down and tears in her eyes. They had found her clothes and she had cleaned herself up and gotten dressed. She had just endured her worst nightmare but she had a feeling she would find herself in an even worse one.
Sunday, August 21st 2011 - 11:25:50 PM
o A sophomore.
o Wasn’t real popular largely due to her shyness.
o She had the looks but she wasn’t into the big social scene.
o Very pretty
o Thick raven-black hair
o Beautiful brown eyes.
o Captain of the basketball team,
o Starting pitcher
o The hottest stud.
o Senior head cheerleader,
o Student council president,
o Rich bitch
o The current main squeeze of Brandon.
o Baby blues eyes
• Geeky nerd kid
|Message:||After posting I can find multiple errors in it. I did a poor job at proofing it.
|Message:||Drew I want you to know that I run the documents through a few macros which make small changes to the file. most of which might not show up here because they are changes in color. Some that will show up are italicized segments mostly spoken words or thoughts. I make a list of the characters at the end correct any errors in a document and modify some grammar or homophone errors without changing the meaning i.e. ('I could of' becomes 'I could have' 'to' might be changed to 'too') Many changes wont be noticed like punctuation. Some writers insert an '*' into some words like f*ck which I replace with the correct letter. I also expand texting shorthand where I deem it more appropriate to have the whole text.
Now having said this I don't know how much of this was done to your document most of it is transparent unless you have the original to compare.
Jane I found 'Disgraced' that was posted in Aug 2011 and don't know if this is the one you wanted, but it seems to fit your description. I'll post it for you and you can let me know.
Drew please don't take offense at my editing. As a educator I do this exercise of modifying documents as practice in order to stay sharp enough to catch errors in my students (hand written or typed) papers. I used to be very poor at spelling and grammar. When I'm away from the computer I still make mistakes. Reverting the document to its original state is not possible as the history of changes is discarded when the document is saved.
|Message:||I'd like five people to write a really dirty story about me! Doesn't matter if you're male or female, but make it as dirty as you like. There is no boundaries and then I'll write a story for each of you in return! You must be the only other character included in this story.|
|Subject:||repost of the Bus Slut|
|Message:||WOW! what a story! lol|
|Subject:||Riding public transit|
|Message:||Riding the metro, subway or elevated to a job in the big city isn't new for me now, though it was when I was twenty. I always TRIED to make myself up so I looked nice, not vamp pretty, but nice to look at. Who knows, I told myself, maybe your prince will show up on the ride and sweep you off your feet someday... lol
One thing I enjoyed was picking out my clothes anticipating the ride to work. Hose or not, how short a dress, oh, or even whether to wear panties? -- these were all important questions that obsessed me from the second I stepped into the shower til the moment I left the door. On the ride to work, I always took a book -- a romance novel. Then I became obsessed into that or fell asleep as I checked other riders out for someone interested, male and hopefully cute. Interested was more important than anything else, though. If they were, I could turn my forty minute commute into the most entertaining tease of my day -- or at least until my ride home that is..... lmao!!!!
|Subject:||to Martha: Regrets from a young girl|
|Message:||Nice story, I always enjoy ones where I'm being used out of control, even though I sorta love it....(I imagine ). ***sigh*** I guess it's happened more than once.
|Subject:||Curious bus slut|
"Since it's an entertaining story I saved it"
I loved your story; I imagine that by being a bus slut, every girl on the bus is helping prepubescent teenage boys manage their lusty ride to school. I moved from sunny CA back to my home state in eighth grade, promptly having to take up the role in every boys imagination.
On the end of a twenty-five mile route to school, the last stop just after all rich kids got on at the next-to-last stop in the housing development, I dreaded bus rides. Because only a handful of us got on at the last stop, and the other kids were mostly snobbish, eighth grade kids, I had to stand for the long ride all the way to school -- one arm holding my pack, the other braced on a backseat or against someone's back. More than once I felt someone pressing a hand where it didn't belong, or rubbing a face level with my p*ssy in the seat next to me feigning slumber or even (OMG!)trying to work my skirt up a little by moving their pack to get a slightly better view -- even though what I wore already wasn't bad.
My roomie frosh year in college had similar stories going to her school outside Washington DC. She had to ride transit to get to her posh private school. She and I shared stories because from the hungry looks from boys I often felt they were undressing me mentally the whole way, just as she did. I suppose we all played the role of bus slut at some point in our lives.....
Believe it or not, the girls were worse than the boys.... Perhaps I can make it a story...... lol
|Message:||If you end every story you write wirh "Love ****" as the signature it doesn't matter if you use different author names all the time we still all know its the same person!|
|Subject:||to Joshua: Death by Nypho Cousins|
Aren't girl cousins fun? lol Nice story, my only question is did your Uncle know they stole his Viagra? lol I mean the only vitamins a healthy fifteen-year old boy NEEDS are vitamin V-2, view and vulva.... lol!!!
Okay, I always wondered what vitamin V(iagra) did to 15 yo boys.... now I know, thanks!
lol, Merry Christmas
|Message:||Thanks collector. That story was aweeeesome!|
|Subject:||to Joshua: Merry Christmas|
|Message:||Thanks, I'm so flattered. I'll go read it now!
|Subject:||Re: Curious, bus slut|
|Message:||I had saved it since it's an entertaining story; here:
Name: bus slut
Subject: How I became the bus slut
Message: Message: Bus Slut. ***caution SEX and a lot of it***
My family had just moved to this side of the city. We used to live in a nice suburb on the west side but my Dad got transferred and we had to move to the bad east side.
I had to leave my nice friends and nice school where everything was nice. Now I lived in a much rougher bad side of the city where everything was bad.
Im not very big or particurly athletic. I like being inside so my skin is kinda white, no tan. I have black hair that makes my skin look even whiter and Im kind of a girly girl. I have a bouncy butt that sticks out in the back and average sized boobs that stick out in the front with light pink nipples. Im not fat but pretty curvey.
My first day of school was terrible and kinda set the tone for the rest of the year. If I was 16 I might have had a car but im only 15 so I have to ride the bus.
I get on in about the middle of the run so the bus is about half full.
I smiled at the driver but she didnt smile back. She was a hunched over old toad of a woman that could barely see over the wheel and touch the pedals at the same time. Her glasses were so thick they could have been used as the window glass for a deep sea unmanned submerseable. She mumbled something and keeping her pop bottle glasses trained on the road, gave her thumb a jerk showing me which way was the back of the bus.
Most of the little kids are already on and they all filled up the front so I had to go almost all the way to the back. I found a seat with only one girl in it but she told me it was saved. I got that same attitude from a lot of people. I had to keep working my way back to the rear looking for a place to sit. Finally, close to the last seat, one seedy looking kid who was at least my age and probably older stands up and says I could sit with him and his buddy.
I had little choice since he was blocking the way and the rest of the seats were already taken by some very unsavory mean looking characters with pins and rings in their eyebrows, lips, and noses.
I sat between the two guys feeling very small and very out of place.
In my other school we could wear what ever we wanted as long as it didnt violate the dress code, so our school was a varitible fashion-show.
This school had uniforms. The classic plaid skirt, white shirt, knee highs and (UGH) saddle shoes. Theres also a matching solid colored blazer. So while I was all prim and proper with my knee highs pulled all the way up and my shirt neatly pressed and tucked in, these hoodlums on all sides of me had their uniforms all messy and altered.
As we rolled along the two guys (Leon and Larry)I was smooshed between, started touching my legs. They both started at the knees and was slowly working their way up. I pushed their hands off but it didnt phase them much. Their friends seem to know what was going on because they were all hanging over the seat behind us and turned around in front of us laughing and watching as I was getting felt up.
Their hands were pushing my skirt up higher and higher finally showing my white panties. I told them to stop but they didnt. I yelled at the bus driver but she just yelled back "SHADDUP" This went on all the way to the school. Occationally they would touch my crotch. I tried to keep my legs tight together but they were stronger and would pry them apart just enough to run a hand between my white thighs and touch my panties.
When we got to the school they told me to keep quiet or there would be big trouble for me. All their friends around me responded with a "YEAH SLUT".
As we passed the old gnome I was about to say something but Leon stood in between us and Larry pushed me on by. I couldnt even see her as I passed by.
This went on for a several days. The more they did this every day the more I started accepting it. I even thought about it at home, pretending I was on the bus getting felt up. This became my prelude to masturbationatory dreams.
Then one day after they had felt my legs up and had grabbed my breasts, they pulled my legs apart and to my humiliation and their delight my panties had a big wet spot right on the pussy. Of course this got them more jazzed up and they and all their friends wanted to see my pussy so they held my arms and pulled my panties down so every one could see my wet snatch. They touched it and pulled on my pubic hair which just made it wetter. They finally let me go and I quickly pulled up my panties. I acted very embarrassed and shy but deep down inside it had me tingeling. I had become the Bus Slut.
One day Larry unbuttoned his pants and made me put my hand inside his boxers and touch his cock. It was so big and hot and stiff. Then Leon made me grab his too and I had to sit there with my hands in their pants, massaging their boners. Some days they would go for my boobs. They would hold my arms while one of the girls in the seat ahead of me unbuttoned my blouse and then they would take it off me and I'd have to sit in just my bra while I kept my hands in their pants and they kept their hands in my bra squeezing my breasts. This went on for awhile but as the days went on they got bolder. They made me take off my blouse and then even my bra. I covered my titties as best I could. Leon made me touch his cock again and told me if I wanted my top and bra back I'd have to jack him off. I didnt want to in front of everyone especially with my breasts exposed. I started to stroke his cock all the while keeping my boobs covered with my hand and arm. Then Larry told me I had to do him too or I'd never see my shirt and bra again. I had to expose myself to all the kids in order to do both at the same time. Working their dicks up and down made my boobs shake and bounce. The boys kept saying faster, faster so i did and that just made my boobs jiggle all the more... to everyones delight.
There was a division a little more than halfway up the isle between the older kids and the little kids. The older kids would turn around and kneel on their seats creating a kind of wall so the little kids and the old bus driver couldnt see what was going on in the back of the bus.
Everyday they seemed to find a new way to humiliate me.
One day they brought me some poor kid who was in a class below mine. They held him and made me pull down his pants and underwear and play with his dick till it got hard then I had to beat him off. Everybody was laughing and taunting him and me. The old bus driver every now and then would scream out "SHADDUP".
Another day Leon and Larry had me jerking them off. Some girl in the seat ahead of me was leaning over watching me and suddenly grabbed my book bag and took it into her seat. I jumped up to get it back. I leaned over the back of the seat ahead of me to get it back. As I reached for it she grabbed my hands. The other two girls in her seat grabbed my arms also and held on, pulling me off the floor and onto the back of the seat. Leon grabbed my skirt and pulled it down then smacked my butt. Larry grabbed my panties by the waistband. I pleaded with him not to pull my panties down but he did...slowly. I was being held over the back of the seat while everyone watched my panties slowly slide down my legs exposing my white bouncy ass. I felt hands all over my butt, not just Leon's and Larry's but others too. They took my skirt and panties all the way off. They pulled my legs apart and all the big kids got a good look between my legs. They told me if I didnt suck their cocks I wouldnt get my skirt and panties back. So I did and everybody watched as i preformed blowjobs on both guys.
Some days they would make me take off my top and bra, other days my skirt and panties. Then one day they told me to take off my shoes and sox. I slowly removed them. It felt weird to feel the floor in my bare feet. I asked why and they told me they wanted me totally naked today. I about died. Then they made me strip completely naked, taking off all the rest of my clothes. Every stitch of clothing was taken from me and I was made to walk up the isle to the "wall" letting all the older kids see and touch me. They made fun of my full bush between my legs. I had never even trimmed it. After they gave me my clothes back Larry whispered to me that I had to shave that mess off or they would do it for me. I'd better show up tomorrow completely bald or they would dry shave me on the bus.
That night I trimmed it, then shaved it all off. It looked strange and I was embarrassed to even look at it in the privacy of my own home. The next day they made me take the "walk of shame" again. Totally naked, up and down the isle and now i didnt even have any pubic hair to hide my pussy.
This started to be an everyday thing but they added I had to ask if anyone wanted a handjob. Then it was walking up the isle naked asking if anyone wanted me to suck their cock. Sometimes guys would say yes and Id have to blow them while other guys felt me up as I bent over exposing all.
Sometimes Id have to just stand in the isle and masturbate for everyone until I squirted. The thing was, I was begining to enjoy it. I had truely become the bus slut.
Then one day they bent me over the back of one of the seats and held me there while Leon and Larry took turns screwing me. Everyone got to watch. From then on I was fair game. Anyone that wanted to fuck me could. Usually in the back seat, me on my back, legs in the air. Sometimes Id have 5 or 6 guys a day.
I looked forward to the sex. I loved it.
It wasnt odd to see me sucking one guy off while another drilled me from the rear.
Then came the day that Leon decided to put it in my ass. That hurt and as I yelled my protests but the old lady croany bus driver just yelled back, "SHADDUP"
The last day of school they took all my clothes and on the way to school, threw them all out the window. Then they pushed me off the bus and pulled me into the school so the whole school could see the Bus Slut. They dragged me down the hall while kids laughed and pointed. I finally broke loose and ran naked down the hall trying to cover my "goodies" as I ran. The kids were all laughing and jeering as I streaked by. I finally made it outside and ran down the sidewalk to find my clothes Leon and Larry had tossed out of the bus window. Cars were honking and people outside were stareing at the bare ass girl running down the sidewalk.
About 5 blocks away I finally found them...all but one sock and my panties. I dressed right out on the street and walked back to school knowing I was going to be totally humiliated even further but I had no place else to go.
The next year I got my license and bought a car. But everynow and then I ride the bus...just for a little thrill.
|Subject:||Merry Christmas - a naughty tale for you all|
|Message:||Janie - Merry Merry and a hearty ho-ho-ho to you. I posted a story appropriate only for some place like this on the main board for you, and everyone else.
Peace be wit chu! :-)
|Subject:||Martha: Regrets from a young girl|
|Message:||My only regrets are the things I left undone.....
|Subject:||Happy Happy Merry Merry|
|Message:||Happy Merry Christmas!!!!
lol really good stories lately!!!
|Subject:||to Curious George: School Bus Slut|
|Message:||No doubt its one of Drew's stories buried in Archives 15-19, lol!|
|Subject:||to Curious George: New Girl|
|Message:||About a new girl in school forced to shave herself, masturbate and have sex who became the school bus slut. Hmmm, yes, I think I read several of those..... and wrote several more!!!! lol
Seriously George, there may be more than one story .... I mean I'll never forget moving back from CA to my home state in eighth grade and being the last stop on the school bus route to middle school -- I was treated by every kid on the bus like I was a total slut.... Stood up for twenty miles when there was room on the seats, and no one let me sit down. Teased and fondled by boys from the rich district on the precious stop the whole ride....
The only solution to my total humiliation was to become what you alluded to, and I was, a total school bus slut!!! lol
love, Janie (now I just added one more! lmao)
|Subject:||Help finding a story|
|Message:||Hey! I've been trying to find a story I read ages ago. It was a story about a new girl at school who became a school bus slut. In the story she was forced to shave herself, masturbate and have sex etc. it was such a good story but I can't find it anywhere. Help would be much appreciated.
|Message:||Our class whimp got stripped totally naked outside a burger joint and was made to run inside, go up to the counter and ask for double meat.|
|Message:||Our class wimp got stripped naked twice because girls enticed boys to do it. The first time he was to embarrassed to tell anyone about it, witch made everyone think it was safe to do it again. The second time they ran away with his clothes and he had to ask a friend to get him some clothes to go home with. Both time I was there with other girls having fun looking at his dick. He never found out he got stripped because of us. Nothing more arousing than seeing some stripped bare ass naked. Wished for a third time but never happed.
|Subject:||to Jimmy: wrestling fighting over the remote trying to change channel Saturday|
|Message:||Saturday morning when no one was home, my brother and I watched TV cartoons. He was four years older so he like more mature stuff than my cartoons. I liked stuff like Sponge Bob and Scooby-doo. He like reruns of Rocky and Bulwinkle. We fought over the channel changer all the time, or at least until one of his friends came by. When they did,they said let her watch whatever she wants. They were more intent on watching me, his little kid sis.
Otherwise, we would fight and wrestle over the remote. I would not let go unless I was forced, it was so much fun. We often wound up on the floor wrestling around fighting over the remote all the time. He liked tickle fights, but his big joke was pulling my bottoms down. If his friends were around, he showed them who controlled the remote, as I ran off screaming to my room!
I'm sure they all saw it pretty well. I laughed so hard about it at the time, once or twice I even peed myself. It was really hilarious and fun, tickle wrestling over the remote Saturday morning.
|Subject:||to Ricky Dicky: Shamed|
|Message:||LOL, what a perfect story! I'll bet you were just so cute and sweet at the young age of fifteen... lucky, lucky you!!! LOL|
|Subject:||to Sam: Kelli's Barn Humiliation|
|Message:||Pretty good, it's the stuff I dream about all the time when I'm bored....|
|Subject:||to Jimmy: Sick Sister|
|Message:||Hahaha, really pretty funny, especially the part about her f*rting in your face! Lol Based on everything you said, I guess I would have to agree that she was really sick, smart but sick. I would have never f*rted in your face after you showed me how your d*ck worked.... I would have been too busy rubbing mine, lol! Too funny!!!
|Subject:||to Drew: other computer crashed and they were lost.|
|Message:||Twice I had a computer crash, and I thought that the contents were lost. Both times I was able to recover most, helped by my boyfriends. Once I told him it was acting strange, and after he told me that was normal, he backed it up on an internal drive partition. It still crashed, but he was able to access the part of the backed up files. The other time, I took my computer to a geek shop. The guy popped out the hard drive, installed it in an external pony drive, and then I could read them off. Now I have a backup device, but the ones that are new and do it automatically are much better.
I don't back up to the "cloud" because I know Mr. Obama's NSA agents are watching....
|Subject:||to Carson: Message to Janie: Drew's old stories|
|Message:||I like all Drew's old stories, but a couple are faves. One is about a girl who's persuaded to masturbate herself in front of others while she's drunk, and winds up in total humiliation realizing she's been used. (She masturbates with a dildo up her ass...) I think that one is my fave because I've done raunchy things when I was drunk, but then experienced total humiliation later. I'm probably a masochist at heart, or at least envious of anyone who can do trashy stuff and not feel guilty about who saw it, later.
|Subject:||to kingd: locked out nude|
|Message:||When it really happens, it's a shock... depending on where you are. At the college dorm or in your backyard, it's not so bad, since that's an expected norm. However, at a friend's place, or a hotel, or even the gym, it's quite a shock. To not wind up in jail for exposing yourself, there has to be a plausible cause, or you need to be young, or just with your friends somewhere else. My worst times? Church school camp, changing rooms at a lake, my friend's cabin in the mountains and oh, next to the car in the parking lot.
Worst is being left naked in the parking lot, feeling you have to get clothes, after your friends drive off in their car. Changing outside is setting yourself up for some crazy times, and wild fun. You have to be young to enjoy it.
|Subject:||Lisa's tried to get revenge|
|Message:||Loved your story. My favoite stories are when someone gets stranded somewhere naked where they don't have access to clothes.|
|Message:||I am so flattered that anyone would archive my stories. If you want to repost them go ahead. You can just put my name at the top, I don't mind.
I wouldn't mind seeing them again myself. I had them all downloaded on my other computer but it crashed and they are all lost. Except for the next set of archived storys here and you. Thanks again for deeming them worthy enough to copy.
|Message:||Drew's old stories
If you know which of Drew's stories that you want to read I've archived a few. Only I'm reluctant to re-post them here for two reasons: one they'd end up in the archive and two they'd be linked to my John Henry instead of Drew's.
(I could cheat and post them under her name but reason one still exists. And I'm not sure Drew would like me posting with her Name.)
|Message:||If that is true my comments go to whoever the current moderator is - assuming they know enough about web design to fix the storyboard page and amend the rules. If they don't, then at the very least they could adhere to the posted rules until such time as they can be changed.
|Message:||Someone write a story and include me in it, I don't care what happens to my character as long as the following locations are included:
-A locker room
Also make sure my character is tortured and groped by men, especially old ones!
|Subject:||to a Fan|
|Message:||I pointed out that you should put your discussion on the discussion board before it was deleted because I knew it probably WOULD be deleted. I didn't mean any disrespect I just didn't want your comments to get deleted.|
|Message:||I noticed in your comment regarding my post concerning your prank story with the sheet that you took glee in pointing out that my post was deleted from the storyboard because comments were for the discussion board only.
Though no malice was meant on my part concerning your rehash of an very old commonly posted story, might I direct your attention to the rules currently at the top of the STORYBOARD which states: "2) THIS BOARD IS FOR STORIES AND STORY RELATED COMMENTS ONLY. Compliments or constructive critisism to the authors are fine but for anything more in depth than that please use the DISCUSSION BOARD"
Seems to me that if the rules have changed you might wish to update the rules at the storyboard. LOL just saying...
|Message:||I've been hounding this board for a while...anybody know where I can find some videos?|
|Message:||sounds to me like your room mate can kick your ass pretty much anytime she wants so besides slipping her a roofie or two I'd say you should forget the revenge and just swallow your pride. Even if you do get revenge...if she finds out it was you... your ass is grass...and shes gonna mow the lawn|
|Message:||I LOVE IT! I wish I lived in your apartment complex. I would kill to see you locked out, handcuffed, and naked. She should let you get her back. I still haven't gotten my revenge for getting caught naked by the cops. But I still agreed to let my friend strip me , handcuff me, and take me on a naked adventure in her car for her birthday. LOL! Which is today. But it probably won't happen till Saturday. All I asked was that if she is planning to "show me off" to just make sure whoever it is WANTS to see me naked. I don't want to have to call a lawyer named from a jail cell. ;-)|
|Message:||I bet the other girls that weren't there to see it, were dying to catch you in a lonely corner. Maybe then pinned down naked your dick would have had enough time to get hard. Girls love to look at naked boys with their dicks hard. Plenty of time to jerk him off if there daring enough also. Think of it this way; girls enjoy it and your embarrassed.
|Message:||Great stories!!! I love the idea of being naked in public through no choice of my own!!!
|Subject:||I need advice|
|Message:||Thanks for liking my stories guys! I need some ideas for revenge! I'm not gonna be the one girl in my group of friends who always ends up naked, it's too humiliating haha|
|Message:||Its not an old prank if your only 15. We've played this on lots of kids at parties. None went quite as far as the girl in my story but it makes ya think about what it would be like if someone DID get naked. It was fun writing it and I hope some of you enjoyed it.
Oh and Fan...discussion goes on the discussion board. lol
|Subject:||to: A Fan on A Nasty Prank|
|Message:||Yeah, my mom said was there was nothing I knew she didn't. OK, I still had to find out for myself... enjoying every minute. Plus, I'm still learning!!!
I love all the stories, no matter what their origin.
|Subject:||@ Lisa & Drew|
|Message:||Love your stories of girls being tricked naked by pranks brings me back to the golden age of this story board :)
|Subject:||to SDS, Kelly: Wrong Number|
|Message:||SDS, I think I have to agree.... When I was thirteen and older boys showed interest in me, it always gave me the creeps.... I mean real creeps. It takes a certain something for older boys or even young men to go after immature girls...
just me... Janie
|Message:||not sure I like this story, Seems very Paedophilia. Everyone knows 13 year olds often experiment with other young teens but his age of 17/18 seem like he was really taking advantage of the two girls.
Not sure but think this may also be breaking some of the rules of the site.
|Subject:||to Drew: Switch|
|Message:||Pretty good story I could imagine it well...
what are drinking games for?
|Message:||well, it's what its attached to that counts|
|Message:||Long, short, thin, thick, cut or uncut. !Ha! I guess that depends on your size down there.
|Message:||lol, hard dicks
|Message:||Go ahead admit anything you want. Been always interested in what sexually turns on girls.
|Message:||....just a men;s button up shirt
- my favorite attire, especially when I'm walking around our place nude....
My fave, I absolutely love it!!! It really turns heads when I do!
|Subject:||to Edwin: your asking me if I got a boner?|
|Message:||Yes, even though I already knew you did.... Isn't nature wonderful? It is for girls, too. Should I admit more?
|Message:||I take it your asking me if I got a boner before you got the chance of reading "Short story 2. The answer is I did and right in front of them, witch was exactly what they were hoping to see. Catching boys naked or undressing was girls favorite pass time. Happen to me twice during my school years. Some how it was OK for girls to nude prank boys, but not boys doing it to girls. I guess that's why girls dorms were off limits to boys. The first time I got caught sitting on the toilette. Degrading having to wipe your backside while girls watched. I guess my not complaining about it, just set me up for the shower incident. It's hard not to get an erection when girls are looking at you with no clothes on. Once it goes stiff on you it's impossible to get it back down, witch is exactly what turns girls on.
|Subject:||to Edwin: Short story|
|Message:||LOL, all I wanna know is whether you got a boner..... lol
|Message:||Uhmmmm, you sound like the real Dan, so I thought I would ask you again, where is Archive 15? I want to see some of Drew's old stories, darn it.... Come on Dan let us help if that would get it out....
|Subject:||Lisa: Lesson learned in revenge|
|Message:||Funny story. Makes me think of what I should have done to my friend who dropped my cell phone in the toilet and never repaid me for it, although she promised she would. Hmmmmmm, maybe I can write some kind of delayed retribution, imagining what I would still like to get from her if I could. TOTAL HUMILIATION for lying to me when she could!
|Message:||Great story...but the lesson in revenge have you learned it?|
|Subject:||to Mike' s Hard: Sister’s Friends Sister|
|Message:||To bad I hadn't read your story back when I was twelve. Do you want to see something cool? Hot line. lol|
I love to hear about girls embarrassed in underwear.
Anyone else got any similar stories?
|Subject:||Alice: cute story|
|Message:||I always saw the benefits of VPL, too....lol!!!
|Message:||I think the first time I had sex with a boy I took off his clothes faster than he did mine. !Yeah! I had to unclasp my own bra to not spoil the mood. It was embarrassing to see him struggling with it. I like the ones with the snap at the front to make it easier for them, but them they start pawing at my the back searching for the clasp. Some times I think girls should come with an instruction booklet.
|Subject:||Dan: Archive 15|
|Message:||Come one Dan, how about it!!!|
|Message:||How many fourteen year old boys (much less thirty year old men) have learned to unclasp a bra!!!
|Subject:||to Janie: /re Stupidest thing I've ever done.....|
|Message:||loved the story,
Always like stories about youngesters being embarrassed in their underwear!
|Message:||!Wow! what a hot story. Read it three times and ended with a soak in wet pussy. Sexually attacked female stories turn me on. I think it's because the best part I like about sex is having guys sucking my pussy. I now have a steady boyfriend that likes my pussy shaved. That feeling of him sucking my clit an every thing around it makes me crazy. Some times I get so desperate I make him stop the car by the side of the road and make him suck me. Think I'm a nympho, because I usually wear a skirt with no panties to make it easier for him. Best feeling in the world. Try it outdoors, you'll love it.
Love horny Alice
|Subject:||to Drew: fights|
|Message:||I learned at an early age not to get into any fights I could avoid. Still, with a little 'courage' in my tummy, I've managed to, several times. One I remember well was settled by the cops. When they drug us apart to talk separately, one asked me, what did she do?
I was so mad (and drunk), I said, "she did this," pushing him back very quickly quite hard. That was the first time I spent in cuffs in the back of the squad car. Wrong thing to do at 2am on the sidewalk to the nice cop. :(
|Message:||I've been in several fights but one I remember in particular was after school. I was fighting this bigger girl and as she got on top of me everyone was yelling "strip her, tear her clothes off" I got my hand loose and punched her repeatedly in the face. She rolled off and I climbed on her and beat the piss out of her, then I got up and stood over her.
The looks of disappointment on the crowds faces was evident. they wanted to see some skin.
So I just looked at them and said "YOURS" and backed away. The crowd closed in on the girl and began pulling and tearing her clothes off. by the time they were done she was totally naked and her clothes were ripped to shreds.
|Message:||Enjoyed reading your story. Have to confess it's arousing to see a boy with out his clothes on. Did your step mother did that to your brother often? Was it the only time she did that to him? What about the neighbors, did they see him? Some girls are so lucky to be in the right place and at the right time. Wish I had been there.
|Subject:||to Gloria: Personal story|
|Message:||Offering your brother a pair of panties to wear was awfully sweet... lol
|Subject:||to girl: let's see what she's got|
|Message:||oh yes, another....
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