The remaining days of the week passed normally; nothing happened in school that involved the Program. The news reports about the raid on the kidnapers revealed some additional details, but none that the Denisons hadn’t learned. Journalists had uncovered the fact that drugs had been used on the captured teens and that information alone was the source of a considerable amount of additional anti-Program sentiment.
The Denisons had made a few more forum contacts and heard mixed messages about a few different schools which had the Program. They learned of cases that ranged from an attempted suicide in one high school to another school where most students had generally accepted the Program with fewer problems that other schools were having. But they only were able to get general information about five schools before any additional leads dried up.
The Friday swimming meet was a success for both of the teams; the boys’ and girls’ teams took first place and Tom set a pool record in his backstroke event.
On Saturday, the four, Roger and Ayame, and Cynthia and Tom, went out on a double date. After dinner and a movie, they returned to Tom’s house.
Cynthia was talking about whether she should keep trying to get more forum leads when Roger broke in.
“Say, remember that Roberta said some kids in her school who did the Program might chat with us?”
“Roberta?” Tom asked.
“Yeah, friend of Ellen. She put us in touch, from her old high school,” Cynthia said. “Oh, hey, we never watched those other videos. Tom, she gave us some Program videos from her school. You won’t believe how freakin’ hot the first one we watched was.”
“What was it about?”
“A Relief session, in front of a whole fuckin’ classroom of kids. I wonder what the others show...” Cynthia mused. “Hey, the files are on my web storage. You guys wanna look at one now?”
They got Tom’s computer and Cynthia downloaded the file labeled “HSR Session 1.” Tom started the file playing and they sat back in anticipation.
The first image showed the titles, “Human Sexual Response” and “Performing Sexual Intercourse, Session 1.” Then a text box was displayed.
This class introduces our freshman Health and Sexuality students to the basic forms of lovemaking including foreplay and consummating their erotic experience with full intercourse. During the term, each Program student pair will be required to demonstrate his and her mastery of at least one form of sexual intercourse; additional credit will be given for demonstrating the ability to use different positions and successfully completing their sexual activity. This is defined for boys as ejaculating inside the girl’s vagina and for girls it is achieving an orgasm. In this video, taken in our first class in this series, freshman students Danny and Lily are required to demonstrate their sexual proficiency.
Tom looked at the others. “My God,” he breathed. “Is this for real?”
The text faded out and was replaced with a view of a classroom. In place of desks, there were mats on the floor all over the room; in the front of the room there was a low platform and some kids were moving a few mats onto the platform so that its height was about a foot off the floor. Then kids began entering the room; a number of them were naked.
A teacher appeared and called, “Ok Danny, Lily, it’s time for your demo today.”
Two kids hesitantly approached the front. They looked so little, so immature.
“What are we doing today?” Lily asked, her voice quavering nervously.
“I’ll tell you in a second, Lily. Now I need you to pose for the camera.”
Lily was about 5' tall, brown hair, virtually flat-chested; her breasts were barely golf-ball sized swellings but they were crowned with fairly large areolas and prominent nipples; the only sign of her puberty was the curly dark brown hair on her mons. The teacher asked her to turn around, revealing her cute little bubble butt ass.
“Danny, I need you to show your body for the video too,” the teacher commanded.
Blushing, the boy slowly turned around; he was about 5'3" tall and had black hair. He was as thin as a rail, with a dainty circumcised three-inch flaccid cock, but his ass was quite prominent since he was so thin. His pubis was dusted with a faint sprinkling of fine black hair and his tight little balls seemed to be about the size of marbles. He had the appearance of a little boy, pre-pubescent, actually.
The teacher looked Lily over critically. “That dark hair has to go,” he stated. “I want the class to see your sex organs clearly and shaving it will help with the videoing and projecting on the overhead screen. The class has to be able to see the closeup views of your vulva as you have intercourse with Danny.”
“Oh, no!” she shrieked, “Not that! I can’t do that demo! Please don’t make me do it! I don’t want to do intercourse! I’m a virgin!”
“You know from the class syllabus that this is mandatory, Lily. If you don’t cooperate, we’ll need to have some students hold you and it’ll be a lot worse then.”
She broke down crying and Danny came over to her and held her gently in his arms, stroking her back and letting her cry on his shoulder. After a minute she let Danny lead her to the mats on the little platform. She sat down and he gently lowered her shoulders to the mat. The teacher reappeared carrying some clippers, scissors, shaving gear, and towels.
“Danny, would you like to help Lily get ready?”
“Um, I guess... Lily, I really, really like you, you’ve known me since third grade, and I’d never hurt you so please, my sweet little girl, let me do this with you? I always wanted to ask you to be my girlfriend but I was scared you wouldn’t want me. I hate doing this to you too but we’re being forced, you know.” he whispered.
She sniffled and gave a tiny nod, then her body was wracked with a huge shiver and her tears began to flow again.
Danny’s gaze seemed to linger on the vision of her little body splayed out before him, savoring it—Lily’s thighs were now spread wide in innocent surrender, a flush suffused her tiny, rose-tipped breasts, and her cheeks blushed pink with embarrassment as Danny approached her with the clippers. After less than five minutes, and with the help of another girl in the classroom whom the watchers saw was also nude, Lily was smoothly shaven and washed clean. She now truly looked like a little girl.
“Okay, kids, now please begin demonstrating what you learned about erotic foreplay,” the teacher instructed.
Danny moved his head to Lily’s lips and they gently kissed and then their kisses became harder, more insistent, as Lily began to lose herself in her sensations as their naked bodies slid against each other. Danny’s lips then traveled down to her neck, then shoulders, as his hands roved over her body, kneading her tiny breast bumps and stroking her ass. His kisses reached the upper part of her chest and then he began licking and nibbling on a nipple as he gently stroked her slit. The watchers could hear Lily’s first sighs of pleasure as they watched her tremble slightly.
The teacher spoke then, “Lily, you need to be more active, dear, try stroking Danny’s penis now.”
Lily tentatively reached and fumbled a bit before grasping Danny’s cock and slowly began to move her hand up and down while Danny groaned a little and moved his hips to increase the friction. Now the watchers could see how Lily’s nipples had become quite hard before Danny’s teeth gently closed on one and pulled it away from her chest, stretching it out before it released, causing Lily to gasp from the sensation as his teasing, nibbling, and pulling continued.
Lily was no longer ignoring Danny’s cock and balls, but apparently he wanted more contact because he took her hand and forced it to move faster. That was all it took as Lily then began to fondle him in earnest and was now using both her hands to explore this unfamiliar sexual territory.
Danny’s hands were busy at Lily’s slit and suddenly she gasped as his hand slipped lower and lightly touched the folds over her clit. He kept rubbing lower, around to her ass, and she tensed up when his fingers moved between the cheeks of her ass and briefly slid across her asshole.
Meanwhile, the rapt viewers noticed that Danny’s little flaccid dick had engorged to a respectable five inches and its cute little swollen bulbous helmet was now an angry shade of purple. Danny gave a little cry of pent-up lust, reared up, and slid down to Lily’s snatch and buried his face between her legs. She squealed and jerked as the camera zoomed in on Danny’s tongue as it lapped around her little clit. While he was licking her, he took his index finger and started to fumble for her vagina.
Then he found it and tried to push his finger in. Lily jerked and shrieked in pain.
“Yaaahhh! Ow! You’re too dry!”
“Sorry,” he breathed and wet his finger and tried again.
This time he pushed it in a little and Lily squirmed and tried twisting away, but her discomfort seemed to be much less. Then Danny began sucking on Lily’s clit and she stiffened and her hips jerked in what seemed like a little orgasm.
The teacher then called, “She’s ready now, Danny. Penetrate her now.”
The camera zoomed in on Lily’s face; it was flushed with sexual arousal. Her eyes were tightly closed and she was thrashing her head back and forth in sensory overload. Danny put his hands under her knees and pushed them up and back so that her thighs were almost against her chest. He had her body positioned totally open now and the camera revealed that her clit was engorged and protruding well past its hood, her juices were soaking her entire vulva and even running down over her asshole, and her cuntlips were puffy and spread widely open, exposing her inner lips.
Danny slotted his rampant tool at her opening, and with his hand, moved its angry head up and down inside her cuntlips, picking up the copious juices that were pooling there. Then he tried to slowly advance it but immediately stopped; he had met the obstruction of her hymen and Lily winced in pain and whimpered.
“OW! Please... oh, hurts... please... don’t hurt me...”
Danny flushed and then moved his hands to her nipples and gave each rock-hard nub a sharp squeeze; Lily gasped and bucked her hips at the painful stimulus as Danny suddenly thrust his pelvis forward, forcing his tool quickly through her cuntlips and shattering her cherry, then sliding deeply into her.
“Yeeehhh! Ayyeeeee! Oh, stings!” she shrieked. “Uuuuhh! Oh, stop, please stop!” she wailed as his organ penetrated into her completely and his little balls came to rest against her pelvis.
Danny paused all movement, whispering, “Are you okay, lover?”
He leaned forward and kissed her clenched mouth. Her eyes opened and they were filled with tears which began streaming down her face.
“Aaahhh, stings, but ... oh! I’m stuffed! You’re splitting me! No, please don’t move!”
Danny had wiggled his ass a little, trying to adjust his legs. He shifted again.
“NO! Don’t move till I say. I feel so stuffed, like you’re almost in my throat!” she groaned.
Danny moved his head down, seeking Lily’s lips once more, and they kissed and sucked each other’s tongues for a minute; then Lily squirmed her hips a little.
“Maybe try now, darling. Not too bad now,” she whispered.
Danny pulled his ass back a bit and then pushed forward, watching Lily’s face carefully for signs of pain. Lily’s eyes were closed again, but her face was relaxed now and the corners of her lips began to curl up in a very tiny smile.
Danny pulled back a further distance; almost the full length of his cock was exposed now and it was shiny with their secretions and coated with streaks of bright-red blood; pinkish fluids were also running out of their joined sexes and down her crack, over her asshole. Danny then began to move inside Lily, withdrawing his rod slowly and then reversing into quick, full penetrations, and after about a minute or two of this motion, Lily began to move her pelvis in a matching rhythm. The watchers could now see Danny’s little cock, shining with her blood-tinted, thick vaginal lubricant, as it moved in and out of Lily’s tiny fuck hole, and they could hear the lovers panting and groaning as their passion grew.
Suddenly Lily shuddered and gasped, “Faster... aahhh... fuck me faster...”
Hearing that, Danny leaned forward, rested his body on the underside of Lily’s thighs, reached down and grabbed her ass, and really began fucking into her in earnest. He gritted his teeth as he began driving his rampant erection into her with total abandon, clenching his ass cheeks each time his pubis crushed into Lily’s groin. The moist sounds of their flesh slapping together reverberated in the room as their genitals came together on each violent thrust.
Lily was now chanting, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, harder, fuck, fuck, faster...” with each panting of her breath, and Danny was groaning in a matching rhythm.
Then Danny’s body took total control of his movements and his hips began pistoning in and out like a machine, he pounded his cock into her as he raised himself over her body, supporting himself on his thin arms and pounded his searing tool deep into Lily’s tiny cunt. He glanced down at where he was joined with his lover and watched as his bloody, shiny shaft plowed in and out and pinkish foam was forced out of her cunt on every stroke.
Danny was now gritting his teeth and growling like an animal as the watchers saw the cadence of his thrusts begin to change. They realized he was very close to cumming, when Lily screamed.
“Aaaahhhhhh.... yahhhhhhhh! Cumming...” she shouted, and her body froze.
Danny moaned loudly and his hips slowed their wild thrusting, and then through clenched jaws he groaned, “Uggggg, sweetheart... cumming.... cumming in your cunt!”
Danny’s ass cheeks flexed and he thrust forward hard, burying his cock as deep as he could in Lily’s tight cunt. The watchers gazed, amazed, as they saw a sweat break out all over Danny’s body as his first shot of thick hot semen spurted into Lily's vagina.
“Uhhh... ughhhhh...” he groaned. And almost immediately, his second spasm began.
“Ahhh, I feel it... cum... cum for me, lover,” Lily wailed.
“Yaaahhh... ghaaaa... uhhh... I love.... uuuhhnnn...” he moaned, as a second powerful convulsion rolled through his groin and another blast of hot semen launched into Lily’s pussy.
Danny thrust into Lily again and again as pulse after pulse of hot cum spurted from his burning cock, pumping Lily's vagina full of his viscous essence. Gradually Danny’s ass cheeks stopped clenching and it was clear that he was no longer producing any more semen to ejaculate, but his pelvis was still being wracked with aftershocks.
Danny’s breathing was now coming in short gasps as he released Lily’s thighs, allowing them to fall to the mat, and he moved into her open arms, trying to stifle his laughter of sexual release.
He was able to gasp, “Oh god, darling, Lily... sweet angel lover, I think I love you... oh baby...”
As he whispered to her, he nuzzled into her neck and stroked her breasts.
Lily was crying softly, gazing into Danny’s eyes, and he looked at her in concern.
“Oh, baby, are you okay? God, I didn’t hurt...”
“Shhh, it’s okay. It was wonderful, darling, my lover. It was so good for me too...” she sighed.
Tears flowed from her eyes as she took Danny’s face in her hands, gently covering his face and lips with tiny kisses.
“I never knew loving could be like this, my wonderful boy, you were so good to me. I always liked you; you’re a nice boy... I think I love you too and you made my first time feel so good,” Lily murmured as she stroked Danny’s cock lovingly.
The camera pulled back from the closeup and then panned across the room, showing that many of the students had paired off; some were actually fucking each other in various poses on their mats, while others were engaged in all kinds of other sexual activities.
Then the view panned back to the lovers on the platform; Danny’s cock was again impaled in Lily’s inflamed cunt and the two were joyously and wantonly rutting, crying to each other in their passion.
The scene faded to the closing title, “Sexual Education Productions, Central High School. Naked in School Program.”
The watching teens were gasping as the video ended.
“Holy fuck,” Tom gasped. “That’s what we missed by resisting the Program? I can’t believe that something like that could happen at any goddamn school!”
“Oh, that poor, poor girl!” Cynthia moaned. “The humiliation! And losing her virginity in front of a whole class—being forced! That was rape, really! Their Program allowed raping and forced sexual molestation. How awful! And so young, too—they were over fourteen?—they didn’t even look like they were even thirteen yet. I’m so glad we stopped that from happening here.” There were tears in her eyes.
Ayame’s face was frozen in shock and tears were streaming down her cheeks. “Ahh, this was worse than those who were kidnaped and drugged. These were still just children. Because people in trust allow it to happen, not protect smaller children. What would parents do to stop it? How can parents protect their child? So bad...”
Roger hugged Ayame. “Well, Roberta said these videos were from two-three years ago. Maybe they don’t do that anymore. It was from when they first began the Program and they let everything get crazy, maybe... I hope...”
“Yeah, maybe,” Tom said, angrily. “But I really hope that nothing like that is allowed to happen here, ever. Sure, all that sex was hot. But think of how the kids are affected. Remember what Ellen said about getting used to seeing all that sex? Um, desensitized, she called it? And now she thinks she likes to watch. That’s not healthy, I’m sure.”
Ayame was staring at the blank screen and then began to speak quietly.
“Girl so little, so young; boy too. But seemed to be truly love there. What if the ones are picked who aren’t attracted? What if boy really hurt her instead of making feel good? How is this kind of demo good for students? But seeing their loving was touching. Very hot too.”
“Yeah, Ayame, but what happened after their passion died down? Did they still feel the same about each other?” Cynthia reflected. “Maybe the girl got reservations or resentment about how she lost her cherry—the sex was forced, after all. You never know what could happen after something like that, and a person’s life can be forever changed.”
“It’d be interesting to find out if anything is different at that school now,” Tom said. “You mentioned that Roberta said she’d try to find some others who will talk to you, right?”
“Yeah,” Roger said. “But I don’t understand why we’re so interested in finding out more stuff about other Programs, after all, we don’t have to worry about that ever again.”
“You just watcher, like Ellen, a... um, voy-are? Watch other people, see what they do, have sex,” Ayame said wryly.
“‘Voyeur’ is the word. Maybe we are, actually, Ayame,” Cynthia mused. “Or maybe we’re just trying to learn about all the bad crap we narrowly escaped from having to do. Shit, this mental stuff—the psych stuff—is so damn complicated.”
Eventually they all agreed that they would continue to try to gather further details about the Program from other schools, and soon the twins and Ayame left for home.
After the third week of school, the four teens had become almost inseparable, keeping company after school and on weekend dates. Ayame had scheduled meetings with the college representatives for her two final choice schools during the following school week, but her mind was virtually made up that her final choice would be Avery, the school that Roger and Cynthia were to attend.
That Monday evening, Cynthia came to Tom’s house for dinner; he had invited her for a solo evening. After a pleasant dinner with Tom and his folks, they went to his den to chat a bit; Tom had told her that he wanted to speak to her about something important. As soon as they sat down together, Cynthia cleared her throat nervously.
“Tom, I’ve also been wanting to talk to you about something important—about us—about our future together. You know, every time I’ve asked you what college you’ll be attending you get a bit evasive. But the two of us are getting kinda attached, you know, romantically,” Cynthia said carefully. “Um, it’s sort of a cliche, but here it is: what’re your intentions toward me? I like you lots, but if we’re gonna be going to schools on the opposite sides of the country...”
Tom put his finger on Cynthia’s lips. “Yeah, doll, I know. I wasn’t trying to be evasive, I just really didn’t have my plans set. Mom was hoping that I’d go to her alma mater for engineering and I had almost committed to go there, but I had a few other offers too. Then I met you, sweetie. It turns out that the best school for the kind of engineering I want, of the colleges that I’ve been accepted at, isn’t my mom’s school; I wanted to see if I could afford the better program at that other college. And today I got a letter from their financial aid office giving us a plan that my folks and I can afford. That college just happens to be Georgia Polytech University in Atlanta, so I’ll be going to college right next door to yours!”
“Eeeeee!” Cynthia squealed and wrapped Tom in a hug. “Oh my God, we can stay together!”
“Oh, yeah, darling, I was praying for this but I didn’t want to get your hopes up in case it didn’t work. That’s why I was kinda evasive. When I got home and read that letter, I couldn’t wait for you to come so I could tell you. I’m afraid I’ve fallen for you really hard, you know,” he murmured and they kissed passionately.
“Wow,” Cynthia said, “we’ll all be together, the four of us. How exciting...”
Several weeks passed; it was now the week before school break. Roger’s swim team had done well in their weekly meets and led their region by a few points, but their coach kept pushing for improvement; he was pushing everyone on the team to attempt to better their times by at least one second each week.
The Program had settled down so that participation had become almost voluntary and a few brave kids were spending their week being naked in the Program. The kids were not subjected to any abuse because a number of self-appointed, dedicated kids were usually close by to deflect any unwanted attention.
One evening, Roger got a text from Tom; his dad needed some details about Ayame for the nudist resort’s registration. Roger went to his sister’s room and knocked.
“Sis? Got a question for Ayame.”
“Um, hang on, Rog, one sec.... Okay, come in.”
He walked in and the girls were propped up in Cynthia’s bed, covered by a blanket.
“Um, Ayame, Mitchell needs a copy of your passport,” he explained. “Some other stuff too, for the resort pre-registration, you know.”
Ayame leaned forward, pointing to the desk. “Top left drawer...” she began, and the blanket fell forward, exposing her tits. “Eeep!” she exclaimed.
Roger noticed that her chest was flushed.
“Um, you guys weren’t...” he began.
“Hey, bub,” Cynthia scolded. “Don’t look, don’t even ask.”
“Oh, c’mon,” Roger soothed, and sat down on the side of the bed next to Ayame. “Let’s see...”
He took the blanket and with a twitch of his wrist, flipped it off of the girls. They both were lying there nude and gasped at being uncovered.
“Hey!” Cynthia cried. Ayame squealed.
“Mmmm, very nice,” Roger said approvingly. “And what were we doing before I knocked?”
Ayame blushed. “Eerrr, only a little Program practice... Cindy good teacher...” she giggled.
Cynthia’s face and upper body flushed a deeper pink. “Um, stop staring! You pervert, don’t smile like that!”
“I’m looking at one of the prettiest sights possible, and I can’t smile?” Roger grinned. “So is this session a review of that Japanese anatomy lesson we did or is it, um, exploring new territory?” he smirked.
“Shut up, bro. And put your tongue back in your mouth, looks like you’re panting. Now be a nice boy and leave, Ayame and I have unfinished business.”
“Yes, Cindy said we needed some girl time because I looked sad, feel a little homesick,” Ayame said.
“Oh, sweetie, don’t be sad,” Roger exclaimed and leaned down to kiss her. “Isn’t this an unusual way to cheer someone up, though, Cyn? Not that I’m objecting, you understand.”
“Ah, well, things got a bit carried away, you know, when I held Ayame to comfort her. I got this jolt of passion, I needed to kiss her, um, kinda like that time we first did it? It was so nice, so Ayame and I, we, well, it’s so good together... But we’re not lezzies! We just love each other and love our touching...”
“And that was fuckin’ awesome hot that time, too, and now I’ve got this problem,” Roger muttered and leaned down and kissed Ayame again and this time his hand found her naked breast.
She reached her arms up and held his head as they kissed, and Cynthia moaned loudly, reached over, and began stroking the erect nipple of her other breast. Then she slid down the bed, pushed Ayame’s legs apart, and began kissing and licking her slit while Roger fondled Ayame’s breasts and tweaked her nipples. Under the dual assault, Ayame began twisting and groaning in lust and her body bucked in a little orgasm. She broke her kiss with Roger and sat up, then moved over to lay on top of Cynthia and attacked her vulva, pressing her face deeply between Cynthia’s thighs.
This exposed her own ass and slit to Roger’s hungry gaze so he leaned over and buried his face in Ayame’s crotch and began to lick and suck her from the tiny rosebud of her asshole to the hood over her clit. Then he wet a finger and carefully wiggled it into her cunt, carefully pushing it through the little hole in her hymen, and began to gently finger-fuck her while he lashed around her clit with his tongue. Then he heard his sister gasp and groan in her own orgasm, so he redoubled his attention on Ayame’s sex organs. Within a minute her body tensed, her back arched, and she came, pushing her pelvis into his face. She flopped down on the bed between Cynthia and Roger, gasping for breath.
“Ooohhh, so nice, so nice when two are doing...” Ayame sighed deeply.
“Shit, bro,” Cynthia gasped, “that was fuckin’ hot. Too bad you’re my brother...” she said, watching Ayame’s hand, which had pulled down Roger’s shorts and fished out his rampant penis. “That cock is just gorgeous...” she moaned. “Mmmmmm...”
Ayame began stroking it up and down and swiping her palm over its purple head after every few strokes. Roger’s face was bright red and he was panting with desire as Ayame crushed her lips against his as she kept pumping. Within a half minute, Roger was growling and huffing, his balls were boiling and the pressure in his groin was growing painful. Suddenly a spark flew as Ayame twisted her hand a tiny bit on a downstroke and the pressure boiling behind Roger’s nuts released, a bolt of burning sensation seared through his iron-hard rod and a rope of cum shot out of it, landing on his t-shirt near his neckline. This was followed by several more volleys until the spasms in his pelvis subsided.
Cynthia watched Ayame’s hand-job in fascination, slowly rubbing her clit all the while. When her brother’s spasms ended, she tentatively reached over and gathered some of his cum on her finger and sucked it off in her mouth.
“Mmmmm,” she said appraisingly, “like Tom’s, but different too. Nice, though.”
Roger looked at her in shock. “Shit, sis—what the hell?” he panted.
“Don’t get any ideas, bub. Not happening; I was just curious, that’s all.” She chuckled. “Call it Program curiosity.”
Roger sighed and his body shivered as his aroused state began to settle.
“Crap, that was so fuckin’ hot I couldn’t stand it! I came so hard I thought my brains were gonna come outta the end of my cock,” he groaned. “The two of you are goddamn awesome; you’re the sexiest bitches who ever existed. Tell me, do you have these love-ins often? Can you invite me?”
“Um, hee, hee,” Ayame giggled, “not often enough. This only times three. Somehow we got horny a little tonight. Also felt little homesick and Cindy was giving comfort, then carried away. She’s like loving sister to me.”
Roger snuggled with the two girls for a while longer; then he got the materials Mitchell had requested and returned to his room to scan and email the copies to Tom.
Later in the week, Cynthia finally connected with some kids who Roberta told them might be willing to share their Program experiences. They told her that they’d get back in touch after their school break, which coincided with the twins’.
Then the week of the school break arrived.
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