Memoirs of a Naughty Girl - Ch. 02

To amend the situation and satisfy the intellectual curiosity of the two teachers, I had decided to proceed father in my endeavors. I spoke with the female students that envied me the most, telling them they could have the same treatment as I did enjoy -- but only under the condition the gossips would end. At the same time, I established a test for any willing girl who would like to follow my example. Ten girls, attracted by my sweet and tempting words, joined the session. To accommodate them I picked up ten of my male followers and led them into the school bathroom. Then, I ordered my boys to strip clothes off their classmates, which they did with great diligence and enthusiasm.

Of course, the girls were reluctant to be stripped naked, but finally, understanding it was either stay or leave, they gave up and bras and panties of different shapes and sizes fell on the ground, exposing variety of titties, pussies - and dicks since boys did not fall behind.

After that, each boy chose a partner (and being too horny to hesitate), they rushed to satisfy their natural curiosity: squeezing soft breasts and exploring offered slits, which actions took them immediately on cloud nine. Then, each of them found himself a suitable place, be it in a shower cabin, in the corner, or simply wherever nobody else had landed -- one boy even sat his victim inside a lavatory, from where only her tiny cunt was exposed.

As the girls were virgins in general and not all of them were so happy about the situation, I was kind enough to rub some grease between their labia. Still, they first times were mostly bitter, so two fair maidens ran away, not giving attackers an opportunity to penetrate their tiny holes. The others were not so lucky or timid (depends on your perception) -- the screams of pleasure or pain were heard from every corner. But no boy did take an objection to heart, and all kept thrusting until the end, I mean until the load of semen left their barrels. The worst deal, if you will, met the Mio, a girl with a long nose, who had gotten three shots in a row. Only after that, her rider pulled out his dick, not minding her desperate cries she had accompanied the whole procedure.

On the other hand, the best performance came from a brunette named Irene who enjoyed herself very much. Not only she satisfied the first boy, but she offered the opportunity for anyone else who had finished his job, or who was unlucky to have his female companion run away. She took five cocks and in breaks, she played with her clitoris.

Next to her, little Christine, the one stuck in the lavatory, was receiving favors, her legs high in the air and her blue eyes wide in surprise. She was the faithful one. As soon as her rider had finished, she took his manhood, made it ready, and put it back inside her tight cunt, very quiet and yet very persistent at that. Seeing her girly and innocent disposition, I could not help myself and probed her vagina with my fingers - only to realize that Christine's hole was soft, well-ridden, and full of cum.

To probe it further, I found the biggest cock in the room and directed it into her sweet slit. She did not complain though; she only bulged her blue eyes and cried a bit. With nothing more to say, as soon as she got out of the lavatory, she continued to serve with joy and fervor.

My third candidate was the hardest to find. My female classmates had no real affinity for love games, so they would like to quit after the first bout if not for boys being rather obstinate and not letting them go. The most popular was Petra, a girl the boys had almost had a fight for. While two argued, the third shoved her dick inside soft pussy and begged Petra not to hide her huge jugs with palms because he wanted to see them. His admiration for her breasts made him cum on those pink nipples instead of her pussy.

The moment she got her tits covered with white cream; another customer jumped in. Petra did not encourage or support anything, showing rather sour face. But she did not protest much, so lads took their turns and kept sticking solid sausages in her open and wet entry. The curious thing about the whole affair was that Petra did not move much, perhaps only shaking a bit her ass -- still, boys sang praises for her hole.

Such inadequate reviews woke up my curiosity, so I touched her pussy and found out that her cunt had a honey-like consistence, a bit viscous, yet velvet to feel. Moreover, the inner vagina walls were moving in waves, almost reminding peristaltic movements in bowels if you catch my drift -- well, I am lost in how to describe that marvel of nature here. Even though reluctant from the beginning, Petra thawed a little as soon as I started to flatter this feat, saying she was a natural-born whore.

When the scene settled down and no one had the energy to proceed further, I called it a day. The trio, namely Christine, Irene and Petra, I had appointed to be my Duchesses, while the others ended up being mere servants. As a self-appointed Queen, I told the rest that they had a long way to go, but for now they might exercise with boys while I and my Duchesses would fuck with men.

One of the rejected, with tears of humiliation in grey eyes, burst in a fit of childish anger; she started calling me a whore, a bitch and a hooker, claiming I was no Queen at all. Unfortunately, or fortunately, my boys did not allow any disloyalty and tortured poor Mio with slaps and kicks. In the end, she gave in and begged for forgiveness.

Curiously enough, after that sound thrashing, Mio refused to leave as if afraid that she might miss some great opportunity. So, I had no choice and made her a slave. A slave was an impromptu title that became very useful when dealing with disobedient girls. In practice, poor Mio, if she wanted to stay with me, has no right to refuse anyone. Every boy could fuck her anytime he wanted. After a week of serving as a mattress for ten horny boys, Mio had changed her mindset, and soon, no girl was as diligent as her. Thus, she was elevated to be a Baroness.

If you want to know more about my new explorations, you must wait for the next chapter.