Roger and Cynthia - Naked in School

by Ndenyal

Chapter 12

Everyone began to disentangle themselves from their lovers, bodies sliding against each other, as the various couples tried to sit up. The four older couples glanced at the younger ones, and then averting their eyes in embarrassment, collected themselves and quickly made for the door. The three younger couples watched them leave, bemused.

“Aahhh, that was so incredible,” signed Ayame. “My pussy still tingles. Ooohh! I’m leaking! Roger, bad boy! Oohh, get wipes!”

Denise had already scurried over to the boxes of wipes and was holding a fistful in her crotch.

“Oh... my... God, Kevin! Frikin’ awesome! OH!” Denise gasped and bent over suddenly. “Shit. I just had another little cum... aaahhh. Oh, I’m sloshing, woooo.”

Tom was trying to help Cynthia stand up.

“Ummm, not yet, lover... my legs... still a little wobbly. Shit, that was so fuckin’ intense! I couldn’t think... I was just a ball of sensation. Wow...”

They all staggered to their feet and slowly left the lodge.

Cynthia looked at the backs of the four older couples as they were walking away in the distance.

“Wow, did you see how embarrassed those guys seemed? Hmm, maybe the Program does help a little; I kinda enjoyed the idea that they could see us making love, I think. God, I don’t know... this is all so damned confusing. Mmmm, Tom, when we get back to the cabin, I want more of what you were doing... shit, I could get addicted...” she sighed.

When they got back to their cabin, the three couples locked themselves in another round of passionate embraces.

Ayame sunk down to the floor, pulling Roger with her.

“Want to try that yab-yum thing again, koishii,” she panted. “Kevin, you do it so good, show me how!”

“Um, let’s get some padding on the floor first—oh, how about the pads from the lounge chairs outside!”

Cynthia ran out and carried them in.

“Okay, I sit in a lotus like this and Denise straddles my legs and sits in my lap, see? Try that.”

Roger sat and Ayame tried to get into position but was having trouble.

“I know,” Denise said. “Roger, you should guide her down—let me show you how.”

Denise straddled Roger’s legs, placed his hands on her hips, and sunk down into his lap. Then with an evil smile, she thrust her hips forward into his groin, trapping his erection between their bellies and began rubbing her clit on its underside, riding up and down against it. Roger groaned loudly.

“Holy shit, Denise, oh! Wow! Oh fuck!”

He grabbed her ass and pulled her hard against his groin as Denise grabbed his face, turned it toward hers, leaned in, mashed her lips into his, and stuck her tongue into his mouth. The two embraced tightly as she stroked herself against his rampant organ. Then she pulled away and stood up. Roger gasped for air.

“Oh my god, Denise. Fuck, that was hot!”

“Kevin, show Ayame what she should do now, so she can do it right,” Denise panted, face and chest flushed with passion.

Kevin held Ayame’s hips and guided her down into his lap, being careful to keep his cock away from her vulva. A look of disappointment came over her face as she sat on his lap and didn’t feel his erection against her.

“I want to feel what Denise felt,” she complained. “Put your cock closer.”

With that, Kevin rotated his hips forward and with his left hand, pulled his cock up against his belly and with his right hand, pulled Ayame’s ass into his groin. Denise was standing right behind Ayame watching them, so he pressed her chest back slightly until her shoulders touched Denise’s legs; then with his hands on her hips, he began raising and lowering her so that her clit and entire vulva was sliding against his cock.

Ayame gasped and looked down at Kevin’s groin.

“Oooooo, oh this is so good... Roger, look... you need to see! Aaahhhh...”

Ayame pulled herself forward and sucked Kevin’s lips into her mouth in a lust-filled kiss as she gyrated her hips on Kevin’s rigid tool. Kevin pulled back then and Ayame reluctantly climbed off him.

Meanwhile, Tom and Cynthia had been sitting next to the other two and Tom was copying with Cynthia what Kevin was demonstrating with Ayame. Denise glanced over at them and spoke approvingly.

“Yeah, Tom, that’s it; perfect; you guys got it. That’s how Kevin and I first learned that, the clit-rubbing, before he took my cherry. That was so awesome then; I get the shivers remembering it. Oh, fuck, Kevin, I need you inside me so bad!”

Denise swung her legs over Kevin’s and sunk down onto him, impaling her pussy deeply onto his raging hardon. Ayame had already mounted Roger’s lap; now she was trying out the clit stimulation that Kevin had just showed her and was rocking on Roger’s groin, panting in passion as she rode herself up and down.

Denise began riding on Kevin’s cock; Kevin was cupping her ass with his palms, helping her rise and fall, while she thrust her hips forward, mashing her clit into his pubic bone. Suddenly she stiffened and wrapped her arms around him in a crushing embrace.

“Yaaaahhhggghh!” she screeched as her pussy muscles clamped down hard on Kevin’s organ, setting off his own orgasm.

“Ghhhhaaaahhh!” he cried in counterpoint to her scream.

Tom and Cynthia were lost in their own world; Cynthia was gently riding Tom’s cock, moving up and down and gyrating her hips slowly while the two held each other, crushed together, her breasts sliding up and down slowly on his chest and their mouths were busily working together, sucking each other’s faces, nibbling each other’s lips, and tongues lashing and entwining.

Ayame had now gotten Roger’s cock into her own needy cunt and, leaning back with her palms resting on the mat behind her, began swinging her hips up and down, pushing the head of his cock against her G-spot as it ran in and out of her love tunnel. The sweat was pouring off of the two of them and Ayame was panting and mewling in passionate excitement. Roger couldn’t see anything but Ayame’s toned stomach and the underside of her tits as she pressed herself desperately into his groin seeking her release. Suddenly her pussy seemed to tighten around his cock; it clamped down hard and Roger began to experience an almost sucking, dragging sensation as her pussy plunged and twisted on his throbbing organ.

Roger’s hands had moved reflexively to cup the cheeks of Ayame’s ass, pulling and pushing her against him as she used his prick to massage the insides of her cunt. Then her eyes rolled back until Roger could only see white as he felt a pulsing, rippling pressure begin to build along the length of his cock inside of her. Ayame’s mouth worked as if she were trying to speak but no words came out. She heaved herself forward and grabbed Roger’s upper arms with her clenching hands as she voiced a little scream and then started shuddering. The spasms wracking her body went on and on as her nails dug into his biceps.

Ayame mashed her chest against Roger and he could feel her nipples dragging against his chest as each of her spasmodic thrusts drove her hips forward and back, plowing her cunt with his cock. Roger continued to clutch her ass, holding on hard to keep Ayame from flying off of him; her hips were gyrating so wildly. Ayame began to babble in fragmented Japanese, nonsensical sounds and little yelps, her body spasming as her long orgasm continued to tear through her body and her pussy rippled on Roger’s dick. All at once her muscles snapped down hard in a huge spasm and he lost any control he was trying to keep; with a howl, he shot a pulsing blast of cum deep inside her pussy. Ayame squealed as she felt the warmth flood her insides and her cunt clamped down on him again as Roger shot another pulse of cum, followed by a third and fourth.

Ayame groaned as her body continued to shiver in spasms in response to each pulse of cum, and then she went completely limp, her pussy continuing to twitch on Roger’s cock, which slid out of her love tunnel with a slurping sound. As he gasped for breath, he carefully laid her back on the pad and checked her breathing.

Denise looked at Ayame in alarm. “Is she...?”

“It’s okay, she just passed out,” Roger panted. “She just had the mother of all orgasms—it just went on and on!”

Then Ayame shuddered slightly and her eyes fluttered.

“Aahhh? Ah, oh, oh... what happened?”

“It’s okay, darling, you just fainted. Feel okay?” Roger whispered.

“Ahhhhh... yes, oh so good... best ever feeling, oh my... okay now, feel exhausted... I love you so, Roger,” she sighed as he wrapped his arms gently around her.

“Shit, was she wound up,” Cynthia breathed. “Tom gave me the most exquisite cum ever; I love this position—I’m totally hooked now,” she sighed. “Is Ayame okay? Fuck, was that intense!”

Roger’s breathing was almost back to normal.

“Shit. Ayame just went wild on me. Her cunt grabbed my cock so hard I thought she was gonna pull it out by its roots... and Denise—you’re fuckin’ dangerous, you know. When you pulled that stunt on me, I felt like I wanted to run outside and howl at the moon! I think Ayame must have caught a little of that lust you projected; I’ve never seen her get so fired up.”

“Denise’s like that,” Kevin agreed. “Denise, shit, when you get going, man, nobody’s safe. Remember that kid in our history class? You gave him a hand job and told me later that he came the biggest gusher you’d ever seen.”

“C’mon, guys, I’m totally beat,” Cynthia sighed. “Too fuckin’ tired to shower—I’m gonna just clean up my sopping pussy. Leave the damn mats, let’s just hit the sack.”

The girls staggered into the bathroom and Tom said to the other guys, “Got an idea—let’s put the beds together, okay?”

When the girls came out, they looked at the room and giggled.

“Oh, I like that!” Ayame exclaimed. “All sleep together, what fun!”

And they did. But all were asleep within two minutes of their turning off the lights.


On Sunday morning they all slept longer than usual and woke up in a tangle of limbs. After a round of mutual hugging, they took turns in the shower and soon stumbled out to go to breakfast.

“That was quite a night,” Denise offered. “Tom, I thought you said that nudism isn’t about sex, but it seems that’s all we’ve been doing.”

“Yeah, well, it’s the company, I guess,” he answered. “You guys are crazy awesome; damn, I’ve never been so turned on.”

“You know, that tantric massage class—that was really something,” Cynthia commented. “It added this whole new dimension to love. What we did, my God, the sheer beauty, the sensuality, the, the wonder of it all... maybe that’s why the Program is so bad. The Program is a hollow version of having a person learn about his sexuality. There’s no feeling, no emotion, no humanity in it at all. It’s all about getting everyone else’s rocks off and does nothing for the participant other than make him or her the object of other kids’ lust.

“What we saw in that massage class—it turns everything about forced sexuality completely around. In the class, it was all about worshiping the body of your partner, burying your own urges to give the other person pleasure. It was absolutely wonderful; I’ve never felt so desired as when Tom was giving me his love. The stuff that they want kids to do in the Program—that disgusts me and I’m even more opposed to it, now that I’ve seen how a true erotic, sensual ritual like we saw in the massage class can work.”

“Yeah, I’ve never felt as relaxed before as I do today,” Denise said. “I feel like my body has unwound; I realize that I’ve been tense during the last few weeks and now I feel so, so free, my soul feels like it’s floating. What a wonderful feeling, and it’s gotta be because of that class.”

“All sleeping together in same bed was nice, too,” Ayame said. “Comforting. When I was little, my cousins and sisters slept together with me; it was so good...”

“Yeah, and it kept up the intimacy we shared from earlier,” Roger agreed. “I’ll miss that when we get home.”

Denise stopped walking suddenly and the others halted too.

“What?” Cynthia asked.

“Wow. Idea. You guys are like family—how about making the house a clothing-optional area? And we can open up the front stairway to your apartment, too... What d’you think?” Denise exclaimed.

“How about your mom?” Tom asked. “Won’t she object?”

“I doubt it; she’s very open about that. I doubt she’d join in, but I’m sure she’d have no problem.”

“We can think about that, Denise,” Cynthia said. “Sounds cool; I kinda like the idea.”

They spent the rest of the day playing volleyball, swimming, sunning, and just hanging out with some of the other kids who were at the resort. All too soon, the day ended, and they left on the trip back home.


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