Author: W Jason Scott
Title: Philmore Academy Naked in School Program - Chapter 6 -
Thursday
Part: Chapter 6 of 11
Summary: Natalie Scott is selected to participate in the Naked in
School program at her new school, Philmore Academy
Keywords:  NIS, mf, ff, Ff, exhib, forced, humil, pett, spank,
strip, teen, voy

This story is dedicated to Karen Wagner, who created this genre
and encouraged other authors to use her theme.

Thursday

The clock on the nightstand turns to six forty-five, music starts
to play.  Natalie is in the shower, a razor in her hand removing
two days of stubble from her legs and pussy.   She turns off the
water, steps out and grabs a towel to dry off.  She can feel
dampness form between her legs as she replays the events of the
previous day as well as the good-night kiss with Matt.

Her inner voice complains, "This is going to be a long day if I'm
already horny.  And I don't have time to relieve the stress.  I
have to get ready for school."

Natalie looks through her closet, she decides on a short skirt
that ends about mid-thigh and matching blouse that is cut low,
but doesn't completely reveal her cleavage.  She passes on the
bra, as her blouse has built in support.  She opens a drawer and
looks at her various panties and thongs.  "Panties or no
panties?" her inner voice asks.  "Today feels like a thong day;
though I won't be wearing them for very long."

Natalie finishes getting dressed and heads down the stairs.  She
turns into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast.

"MOM, really?  You're going to go topless all the time now aren't
you?"

"Probably.  Does it bother you?"

"No not really, just trying to get used to the whole thing.  You
actually look pretty good for someone your age."

"For someone my age?" her mom throws an oven mitt at her in mock
protest.  They both chuckle.

"You know your father and I are very proud of you and how well
you adapted this week.  I hate to say it, but we told you so.  We
knew you had it in you.  We also know that moving from Chicago
wasn't easy, especially leaving all your friends.  We thought
that by going through the program it would help you rediscover
who you really are; who we know you are deep inside."

"I get it Mom and thank you.  I'm fine with the whole role model
aspect, but the sexual part of the program still scares me."

"Why is that honey?"

"Well, you know I'm still a virgin.  It scares me because it
feels like the program is trying to take that away from me and
that I will make a decision based on the program and not what my
heart wants."

"Honey, your heart is already screaming loud and clear what it
wants.  That was pretty obvious last night.  You just need to
listen to it.  Maybe you're more scared at what it's telling
you."

"I really hate to say it, but you may be right.  When did you
become so smart?"  Natalie ducks as she grabs her last piece of
toast, another over mitt flies over her head.  She grabs her
backpack and runs out the door.

"Good morning Mr. Cavanaugh."  Natalie steps into the car.  "Mr.
Cavanaugh, I wanted to thank you again for driving me and my
friends around last night, I really appreciate it."

"It was my pleasure ma'am."  He closes the door behind her and
takes her to school.

******

 Natalie steps out of the car and walks towards the program
entrance.  Jack is standing near the door talking to Damian. 
Natalie approaches the two.

"Well, well, well, would you just look at that!  It is a crying
shame that you have to get naked, because you look absolutely
stunning."

"Thanks Damian.  You like?" Natalie spins around showing off the
entire ensemble.  "And what is wrong with me being naked?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I love a naked woman as much as the next
guy.  But I like a little left to the imagination too.  And you
can only imagine the thoughts going through my head right now."

"You're so cute Damian.  It's too bad we haven't been able to
spend much time together this week.  We seem to always be on
opposite sides of the building."  Natalie turns to Jack, "So,
what do you think; dressed or undressed?"

"I just feel so lucky that I am about to see both.  Are you ready
to go in?"

Natalie takes a deep breath, stripping in front of a bunch of
teens still makes her anxious.  "Sure, let's go.  Damian, are
going in with us or are you waiting for Becky."

"Becky is already inside.  She said something about meeting with
Sarah to protect an underclassman."

"What a little harlot that Sarah is, she has no mercy."  Natalie
says as she steps between the two boys, wrapping an arm in each
of their arms as they escort her inside.  "I thought she only
made that deal with me.  Wait until I tell her that Katie doesn't
want our protection anymore.  Poor Katie isn't going to know what
hit her when Sarah gets her hands on her."

As the three walk on stage, Dean Larson is perched in his usual
spot, guarding the clothes bins.

"Good morning Dean Larson."

"Good morning Miss Scott.  Good morning gentlemen.  Will we be
witnessing another record undressing time this morning?"

"Sorry to say sir, but not today."  Natalie shields her eyes,
blocking the spotlights shining down on the stage.  She scans the
bleachers; there are only a dozen or so teens in the assembly
hall watching the morning strip show.  After a second pass
through the crowd she sees Matt sitting in the third row.  He
waves to her, she blows him a kiss.

Natalie's inner voice squeals, "I can't believe I am about to do
this, but here it goes."  Natalie looks out at Matt as all other
teens, both boys and girls, have faded from her conscience.  She
steps back to the center of the stage and spins around.  As she
spins the hem of her skirt flares up, giving everyone a quick
peek at her thong.  She reaches for the bottom of her blouse and
slowly pulls it up and over her head revealing her firm breasts
to the audience.  She raises her hands in the air tossing her
blouse towards Dean Larson.  Whistles and cat calls are ringing
out from the assembly hall, but Natalie doesn't hear anyone's
except Matt's cheers and clapping.

She slides her hands under her skirt and slowly pulls down the
pink thong, the skirt still covering her sex.  She twirls the
thong around her finger, and then flings it like a slingshot
towards her clothes bin.  Natalie reaches down and starts to
pulls up the hem of her skirt.  Just as it is about to reveal her
pussy she drops the hem.  The crowd grumbles, but she only sees
the intense stare from Matt.  She sticks her thumb into the
waistband and slowly pushes her skirt down.  She wiggles her hips
as the skirt slides down.  Again she stops as the top of the
waistband reaches her mound; she quickly pulls them up again,
garnering more jeers from the crowd.

Natalie spins around one more time, giving the audience another
flash; this time of her bare ass.  She turns her back to the
crowd, reaches down and pulls the skirt up her body and over her
head in one quick motion.  She throws the skirt at Dean Larson
and then turns around.  It wasn't until that moment that she
realized the bleachers were nearly full, and nearly every teen
was on their feet applauding.  Natalie takes a bow, and then
covers her blushing face with her hands.  She turns toward Jack
and Damian who just stood there stunned.  She runs to Jack who
gives her a big hug.

"Thank you Miss Scott for riling the entire student body into a
frenzy."  Dean Larson yells to Natalie across the stage.  "The
educators are going to have their hands full this morning."

Natalie walks off the stage heading towards the exit.  Matt waits
for her in the doorway.

"If you only knew how many boys were jacking off in the bleachers
as a result of that little show," Matt comments.

"Were you one of them?"

"I refuse to answer that question as it violates my Fifth
Amendment rights to self-incrimination."  They both laugh.  "Can
I walk you to your locker and then to class?"

"I would love for you to do that.  And perhaps you can keep your
eye out for the Philmore police and prevent them from shaking me
down this morning."

"I'll do my best but I'm not going to interfere with official
police business," he chuckles.

Natalie stops at her locker and starts to organize her backpack
for the morning classes.  Matt was standing next to her watching
her fumble around.  "Stay right here, I'll be right back.  I have
to talk to someone about spring training.  If anyone comes up to
you, just tell them I already gave you a request."

Natalie doesn't look up; she stays focused on organizing her
papers and books.  "Sure thing, don't be long."  Natalie pulls
her backpack and towel out of her locker and closes the door.  As
the door slams she feels a hand in her back pushing her flat
against her locker.  She immediately feels the cold steel
shocking her bare skin; her nipples reacting instantaneously.

"Miss, I'm going to need you to close your eyes and hold still
for me while I check for contraband."

"Come on Matt," a second hand is placed on her back, preventing
her from turning around.  "You can't think for a minute I don't
know it's you.  What do you have in your mouth that disguises
your voice?"

"Natalie, may I frisk you so as to be sure you are not carrying
contraband?"

"Okay Matt, I'll play your little game...Wait, no.  Matt already
gave me a reasonable request this morning; I don't have to accept
another one."

"I've been watching you all morning, ever since you stepped on
the stage.  Nice performance by the way.  I don't believe I saw
him give you a request.  I believe you are lying to me; did he or
didn't he give you a request?"

Natalie sulks as her inner voice tries to reconcile the past few
minutes.  "Why would Matt tell me to say I already gave a request
if he was going to sneak up behind me?  This can't be Matt."

Natalie answers, "No, he didn't make a request.  I am going to
kill him though for not giving me one.  Fine, since you made a
reasonable request, then I am required to accept your request. 
Same rule applies, there will be no cavity searches allowed."

Natalie feels the all-too-familiar pattern.  The mystery man
guides his hands up her sides, slowly working around to her tits,
being sure to run his fingers over her nipples.  He pats down her
entire breast then makes his way down her stomach and then onto
her mound.

"So tell me, why are you so against penetration?  Are you aware
there are areas inside your vagina that is as sensitive as your
clit?"

"Yes, I am fully aware.  Penetration means something more to me;
more than just a sexual encounter with a stranger.  I'm not a
prude; I just want the first time to be with someone special."

"If I was Matt, would you allow me to do a cavity search?"

"Are you Matt?"

"No."

"Then it's none of your business what I will or won't do with
Matt."

The teen rubs his hands down one leg then back up, making contact
with her dampening pussy.  Though she is starting to believe it's
not Matt, Natalie has some comfort it is most likely the same
teen touching her, not to mention he knows her enough that she
has an issue with penetration.  The teen moves down the other leg
in the same fashion as before.   As he moves up her leg he slides
his fingers between the moist folds of her sex.   He continues to
rub until he finds her clit, he makes a couple passes making
Natalie's body jerk as each shockwave hits her.

"You are quickly crossing the line between reasonable and
discretionary.

"Would Matt be able to cross that line without asking?"

"Matt knows what he can do and what he can't do to me.  If you're
not Matt, then I would suggest you stay within the rules of the
request that I accepted.  If you tell me who you are, then
perhaps I may be inclined to give you more leeway."

"Good try, but not today.  Tomorrow is your last day in the
program, and my last opportunity to pat you down."  The mystery
man removes his hands from her pussy, "You will be happy to know
you are still contraband free.  I hope that tomorrow you will
allow me a full cavity search."

Natalie shakes her head, "Without giving up your identity to me,
do not count on it."

"We'll see what tomorrow brings then, won't we.  I'm sure I do
not need to say it, because deep down I know you are enjoying
this little mystery.  However, I request that you do not open
your eyes for fifteen seconds.  I should be long gone by then."

As Natalie nears the fifteen-count in her head she feels arms
wrapping around her stomach.  "That was a lot of fun to watch."

Natalie snaps around, she sees Matt standing there.  "Give me
your hands."  Matt laughs as he shows her his hands.  She feels
his fingertips; they're not wet.  She pulls them up to her nose
and sniffs.

"That may be remnants of last night; I haven't washed my hands
since.  I want to keep your smell on me as long as I can."

"So you saw who that was?"

"I already told you I know who it is.  I'm just not telling you.
I'm getting some very good intelligence from him."

"Is he telling you what we talk about during the pat down?"

"Maybe."

"Okay, just answer me this then; will I be okay with the way he's
been touching me when I find out who he is?"

"If."

"What?"

"You said 'when' you find out.  I think it is more like 'if' you
find out."

"You're not answering my damn questions.  You can be so maddening
sometimes."

"Yes, you will be perfectly fine with him touching you.  You
probably would even allow him to do a cavity search," Matt
chuckles.

"There is only one person that is even on the consideration list
for a cavity search, and I can assure you it is not this mystery
boy."

"Oh?  So who's the lucky guy or girl on the list?"

Natalie slaps him on the shoulder.  "I need to go dry myself off;
I'll see you in class."

******

Natalie turns into the classroom and stops dead in her tracks. 
She looks at Mrs. Rodriguez and then looks at the program desks.
Natalie smiles as she sees Matt sitting in one of the chairs -
buck naked.

"Don't look at me," Mrs. Rodriguez says defensively, "he did this
all on his own. I didn't even ask for volunteers yet."

"We had such a great time on Tuesday, I thought we should do it
again," Matt admits with a huge grin on his face.

Natalie puts her towel down on the chair and sits down.  She's
smiling, partially because of Matt sitting next to her sporting a
huge erection, and partially from shock that he would strip naked
without being asked.

"Class, can everyone get seated, we have some things to get
through today.  As you may have noticed, we already have a
volunteer for today's lesson, so I will not be asking for one."

Mrs. Rodriguez started to continue but was interrupted by the
crackling sound from the PA system.

"Can I have your attention please.  This is Dean Larson and I
have a special announcement to make.  At last night's Program
Committee meeting, the committee under executive session approved
a special request to modify the rules of the Naked in School
program.

Effective immediately, Rule 3 of the Reasonable Request section
of the program pamphlet will be modified as such.  `No student
shall give a reasonable request without first attempting to
personally connect with the program participant.'"  Dean Larson
pauses, "Now what does that mean?  It means that if you don't
know something of interest, such as what sport they play, what
their favorite food is, what they like to do for fun.  If you
don't know who they are, then you have no business trying to get
to know them intimately.

I will quote a very smart young lady when she said, `If I don't
know the person personally, then I don't see how I can be
expected to know them sexually.'  I and the committee could not
agree more.

The committee would like to thank Miss Katie Schrader and Miss
Natalie Scott for their insight and recommendation for this rules
modification.  This program has been improved because of their
participation and forethought.  I personally want to thank Miss
Schrader and Miss Scott for their contributions to the program."

Matt stands up, turns to Natalie and starts to applaud.  He looks
back at the rest of the class, who quickly join him.  Though the
teens were still trying to grasp exactly what the rules change
meant, they knew if Natalie was involved that it was a positive
change for the program.  Natalie just sat there and blushed,
burying her face in her hands.

As the class started to settle down, Natalie turns to Matt, "Oh
crap, I didn't tell Katie that I made the pitch to Dean Larson. 
I asked him to give her all the credit for the recommendation. 
She's probable a bit shocked and confused right now."

"Okay, can we get back to some Spanish now?  Today we will be
playing Trivia Challenge.  We've played it before, but today we
will add a little twist to the game.  For starters, we will
divide the class in half, this side," Mrs. Rodriguez points down
the middle and then sweeps her hand over the right side of the
class, "will be on Natalie's team, while this side will be on
Matt's team.  Natalie and Matt will be the captains of each team.
 I will ask a question, in Spanish of course, and the answer may
be a true/false, a multiple choice or a simple one word answer. 
Anyone on the team can answer but the team captain will
ultimately decide which answer to give."

"So what is the twist Mrs. Rodriguez?" one of the students asks.

Mrs. Rodriguez walks over and reaches under her desk.  She pulls
out two plastic inflatable batons, like ones seen at college
basketball games that make a lot of noise when banged together.
The reveal garnered a bunch of oohs and aahs from the class. 
Natalie's chin dropped as Matt starts to smile.

"That's right; there will be punishment for wrong answers.  But
punishment will only be distributed if the opposing team can
answer the question correctly."  The class applauds and cheers.

Mrs. Rodriguez starts the game, each team correctly answering the
first few questions.  Matt's team was the first one to miss a
question, in which Natalie's team was able to answer correctly. 
Natalie smiled as she reached for the baton as her team cheers
her on.

Natalie pulls a desk to the front of the room.  "Matt, will you
do me the honors."  She points to the desk; he knew what position
she wants him in.  Matt lays his stomach on the desk and holds on
to the legs on the opposite side.  Natalie pats Matt's ass with
the baton.  She rears back and swings with all her might, the
contact making a loud WHACK.  Matt flinches slightly, but quickly
stands.

"The bark was worse than the bite," he chuckles.

After a few more questions with correct answers, Natalie's team
had a true/false question.  Both the team and Natalie
misunderstood one of the words Mrs. Rodriguez said, giving a
completely different meaning to the question.  The team came to
consensus but it was the wrong answer that Natalie gave to Mrs.
Rodriguez.  Matt's team start standing and cheering at the
thought of what is to come.

Natalie heads toward the desk, getting into the same position as
Matt.  She ensures that her ass is pointed away from the rest of
the class so as not to fully expose herself.  Matt grabs the
baton and approaches Natalie from behind.  He taps Natalie's ass,
but with his hand and not the baton.  Natalie looks back in mock
protest, a smile on her face.  Matt rears back, but before
swinging forward he pauses, "Mrs. Rodriguez, can I save my points
and take them all at once at the end."

Natalie jumps up, "NO WAY!  Mrs. Rodriguez, that's not fair. 
He's a baseball player; he had, like, ten homeruns last year.  He
knows how to swing a bat."

"It was actually twelve homeruns, but who's counting." Matt
corrects.

"Well actually, YOU are Matthew," Mrs. Rodriguez interjects.  "I
will allow it."  Natalie tries to object, but Mrs. Rodriguez
stops her with a wave of her hand.  "Put a mark on the board. 
Each time you steal a question you can put another mark on the
board.  We'll play until there's ten minutes left in the class
and then we will dispense with the rewards; or punishments,
depending on what side of the baton you are on."

The class continues, each team answering several questions in a
row.  As the class nears the ten minutes left mark Mrs. Rodriguez
checks the tallies on the board.  Natalie's team had just one
mark while Matt's team had three.

"Matthew, you had the second steal.  I will give you the option
to give or receive."

"I will take Natalie's one swing and then give her my three after
that."

As Matt takes his position Natalie grabs the baton.  She takes
her position behind Matt and reaches down and grabs his cock,
giving it a couple quick strokes.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's not part of the rules," Matt objects as
the class laughs and cheers.  Natalie pushes him back down onto
the desk and sets up to take her swing.  She pauses, "Mrs.
Rodriguez, since we are making up rules as we go, I would like to
ask for a substitute to dish out the punishment."  The class
cheers again, as all the girls on Natalie's team raises their
hand to volunteer to take the swing.

"Sure Natalie, that sounds like a fair rule.  You may pick
someone on your team to distribute the punishment."

Natalie looks over her team.  "Who on my team plays baseball or
softball?"  No one responds with an affirmation.  "How about
lacrosse, anyone play lacrosse?  They know how to swing a stick."
 A burly girl, not fat, but muscular, raises her hand.  "Perfect,
Brittany, come on down."

Natalie hands Brittany the baton. She walks over to Matt's head
and pushes down on his shoulders.  "I will hold him down so he
doesn't move.  Give him your best shot."

Matt looks up at Natalie, "You know you are going to get three
times what you give me."

"Yes, I know.  But I'm going to make sure you get one that you
will remember."

WHACK!

Matt jumps at the unexpected impact.  Natalie was unable to hold
him down.  He reached down and starts rubbing his ass.  He looked
back to see a faint red mark across his ass.  Natalie runs over
to Brittany and gives her a high five then a big hug.  The hug
gets some cat calls from her team.  Both Natalie and Brittany
blush.

"Sorry I forgot I was naked."

"There's nothing to be sorry for, you are an inspiration for all
of us.  You are making this program easier for everyone that has
to follow you."

Natalie nods her acknowledgement and blushes again as she feels a
hand on her arm.

"Your turn."  Natalie looks at Matt as he guides her to the desk.
 He nudges her back forcing her down on the desk.

"Aren't you going to ask for a substitute?" Natalie asks, already
knowing the answer.

Matt reaches down and strokes Natalie's labia.  He rubs the slit,
feeling a bit of moisture escape from her vagina.  "No, I think I
am the best candidate for this job."  Natalie jumps as Matt
pushes between the folds and reaches the entrance of her vagina.
"Relax, I know the rules.  You still need to explain that to me
by the way."

Matt steps back and places the baton on her ass.  He pulls back
and then places the baton on her ass again, building up the
anticipation.

"Just get it over with will y..."

WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!

Natalie launches to her feet and starts rubbing her ass.  She
does a little tap dance as Matt's team gives him a round of
applause.  Matt bows to his team.

"There is only a few minutes left in class, try not to disturb
the rest of the building until the bell rings."  Mrs. Rodriguez
tells the class.

Natalie looks over as Matt grabs his clothes, starting to put
them on.  "You're not going to stay naked?"

"I only want to be naked with you and this is our only class
together.  I'll get naked with you after school if you want." 
Natalie blushes.

"Hey Natalie," Brittany yells out.  "Come over and sit with us
for a minute."  Brittany is sitting with a couple of Natalie's
friends she go to know at the beginning of the school year.

"Thank you Brittany for what you said earlier.  That was very
nice of you to say."

"And I meant it.  I know the first day or two wasn't easy, but
watching you walk around now as if it was normal gives everyone
else a lot of confidence.  At what point did it become
comfortable?"

"There's still times where I am self-conscious, but most of the
time I try not to think about it.  As for the point I became
comfortable, I guess it was Monday night when I was threatening
to kill my parents for bribing the committee to select me for the
program."

"They did what?" one of the girls asks in shock.

"Yeah, long story.  They told me that they knew that I would be
good role model for the program, to pave the way I guess.  I was
always in a leadership role when I lived in Chicago, but since
moving down here I became a little withdrawn.  Unfortunately they
were right when they said it would pull me out of my funk.  But
don't tell them I said that."

The girls laugh.  "Well, I just want to say that if I get picked
for the program next week, I will think of you so that I can get
through the week.  I only hope I can do it with nearly as much
poise as you have."

Natalie gives the girls a hug, one of them pinching her nipple as
they hug.  "Hey, you need to make a request to be able to do
that," she giggles.

The bell rings.

******

"Do you need an escort to the gym?"  Matt asks as they meet at
the door.

"No, with the new rule in place, I feel like I can walk through
the hallways without fear.  If someone wants to touch me, they
have to be someone I know, or actually want to get to know me
before wanting to touch me.  I'm actually excited about it now."

"Okay, I will see you at lunch then."

Natalie heads down the hall heading towards the gym.  Students
were congratulating her and giving her high fives.  Suddenly, a
tiny naked girl jumps into her arms.

"Natalie!"

"Katie!  I'm so sorry I forgot to tell you I talked to Dean
Larson.  I hope that was a good surprise when he mentioned your
name."

"Yes it was," tears running down her cheek.  "Thank you for
including me, but this really was all your idea."

"Actually it was your idea, I just formulated the solution.  Why
are you crying?"

"You just remind me of my mom.  I miss her.  She always tried to
give me credit for things whether I deserved it or not, like you
just did."

"Well, I'm glad you have good memories of your mom, but don't
think your step-mom won't do the same thing."

"I know; we're working on it.  We've talked the past couple
nights and we're doing better."

"I'm glad to hear it.  I've got to get to class, will I see you
and Phil at lunch."

"Yeah, at least for the first part of it.  We have some business
to take care after we eat."

"KATIE!" Natalie said in her best disproving mom voice.

******

Natalie turns into the gym; she tries to recall the last time she
made it to class without being stopped for a reasonable request.
She's relieved at the break and the lack of stress, but is also
looking forward to meeting new students and having the
opportunity to get to know them personally.

"Hi Ms. White, is it okay if I just head to the fitness center?"

"Actually Natalie I have a change of plans.  I've been thinking
about what happened Tuesday and have come up with a cruel form of
punishment for those boys.  It starts in the pool and will finish
in the shower."

"The shower Ms. White; you're not going to let them touch me like
that again are you?"

"Don't worry about the shower; just trust me when I say you will
enjoy the shower more than they will.  The boys are in the locker
room putting on Speedos that I gave them, they are at least two
sizes too small.  Let's head to the pool and see what pops up."

As Natalie and Ms. White stand by the pool the girls start making
their way in.  They are all wearing their standard issue
one-piece swimsuits.  Ms. White blows the whistle and yells into
the boy's locker room, "Let's go boys - NOW."

"Ms. White, these things don't fit."

"NOW I said, or I will come in and drag you out of there."

The boys start marching out one at a time.  They are covering
their crotches as their testicles seeps out the edge of the
swimsuits.  "These are little painful Ms. White."

The girls are pointing and giggling at the boy's new attire. 
"Okay boys, line up over here.  Ladies line up with Natalie over
here.  Miss Scott, take your sandals off and get in the pool."

Natalie tosses her sandals in the corner and dives in the pool. 
She swims a small loop and then makes her way to the edge of the
pool to hear what Ms. White has up her sleeve.

"Okay, who wants to join Miss Scott in the pool?"

Most of the girls raised their hands and all the boys raised
their hands.

"Ladies, anyone that wants to join Miss Scott, please remove your
suits and join her."

"Ms. White?"

"Come on ladies, Natalie has been naked all week, you can't tell
me you can't support her for just one period and get in the pool
with her.  Besides, once you're in the pool, you can barely see
anything."

"I will gladly get naked with Natalie, but not in front of the
boys," one of the girls yells out, most of the others nodding in
agreement.

"Oh okay, let's see if I can resolve that for you.  Hold that
thought."  Ms. White walks over to the boys.  "So you all want to
go skinny dipping with the ladies do you?"  They all nod. 
"Unfortunately, the pool is for the ladies only today.  For you I
have an aerobics program planned for you that will include a
whole lot of jumping jacks."  Natalie couldn't hold in her
laughter, her snort echoes off the water making the rest of the
girls laugh as well.

"But Ms. White, these suits are hurting us as it is."

"Then you are more than welcome to take them off, but you are
still going to the gym for a great workout."

"Ms. White, you can't make us do that."

"Actually I can.  Dean Larson has already approved today's
agenda, including the apparel I have selected for you.  If you
would like to speak to him about it, then you are more than
welcome to remove my swimsuits and walk down the hall and discuss
it with him."

Ms. White looks at the boys waiting for more objections.  "If you
have nothing more to add, then head into the gym.  Start with
jumping jacks until I get the ladies settled."  As the boys sulk
their way out of the pool area and into the gym Ms. White turns
to the ladies.

"Okay, who wants to join Natalie in the pool and who wants to
join the boys in the gym.  If you're going her in the pool then
leave your suits on the deck.  You're other option is to join the
boys in the gym with your suits on."

Natalie adds in, "Come on girls, it actually feels pretty cool in
the water naked.  I will even close my eyes if you're too shy to
get naked in front of me."  Natalie chuckles as she half covers
her eyes, peaking between the gaps in her fingers.

The girls laugh and then look at each other.  They shrug their
shoulders and without any real reason not to, they start to
undress.  They quickly jump in the pool as soon as they remove
their suit.  One girl still remains on the deck.

"Ms. White, I have a problem...uh, lady issues would be the best
way to put it.  You probably don't want me in the water without
at least my bottoms."

"I understand.  Do you have a bikini in your locker?"  She nods.
"Go put on just the bottoms and then get it the water.  Natalie,
get the water polo balls out of the locker, pick teams and play a
game or two.  I'll check in on you in a little bit."

"Yes Ms. White and thank you.  I almost want to come in the gym
with you and watch."

"That might not be a bad idea.  A little erection may enhance the
experience for them.  Hold that thought, I may take you up on
that in a little while."

Ms. White blows the whistle as she walks into the gym.  "Okay
boys, enough jumping jacks, give me ten burpees."

Natalie organizes the girls into teams.  She thanks them for
joining her in the pool.

"We probably wouldn't have done it if we didn't see how strong
you have been this week.  We feel sorry for the program
participants next week; they have a pretty tough act to follow."
Natalie blushes.

******

Halfway through the first game of water polo Ms. White walks into
the pool area.  She blows her whistle.  "Okay ladies, the boys
need a break, so I am going to have them come into the pool area
for their one minute break."

"But Ms. White, they can still see quite a bit through the
water."

"If you want to be shy, then you can come over here and tread
water next to the wall."  She points to the wall that would block
the boys view from anything below the water line.  "But just know
that the reason I'm bringing them in here is so that they can get
a little peak."

"Don't worry Ms. White," Natalie interrupts, "I've got this
covered."  Natalie swims over to the ladder and gets out of the
pool.  She starts to walk towards the diving board.  Two of the
girls chuckle and follow Natalie while the others swim to the
wall.

"Okay boys come on in."

The boys file in; one was naked while the others were still
wearing their undersized Speedos.  "Take your hands away from
your penis Mr. Bradley." Ms. White yells.

Ms. White gives Natalie a nod.  She steps on the diving board and
walks to the end.  She jumps up several times, ensuring the boys
get a good view of her bouncing breasts.  She sees their erection
stretching their bathing suits.  She jumps one more times and
does a somersault into the pool.  The dive was not going to win
an Olympic medal, but as she surfaces all the girls were
applauding.  The other two girls quickly jump onto the diving
board one at a time, each splashing Natalie with some form of a
cannonball.  The three girls swim to each other and hug, all
laughing out loud.

"Okay boys, your rest minute is up.  It looks to me like you are
ready for more jumping jacks."

"Oh come on Ms. White, this is really starting to hurt."

"I have no control over your erections.  Don't blame me if you
can't keep those things under control.  Fifteen minutes left in
class, one hundred jumping jacks and fifteen burpees and then you
can hit the shower."  The boys whine as they shuffle back into
the gym.  "One more thing; do not remove those suits, you will
keep them on in the shower today.  And you Mr. Bradley will put
your suit back on before hitting the shower."

Ms. White turns to the pool, "Miss Scott, finish up your game, I
will need you in the boy's shower in fifteen minutes.  You won't
want to be late."

Natalie finishes the game and puts away the balls.  She thanks
the girls one more time for skinny dipping with her and then she
heads into the boy's locker room.  As she walks in, she notice
the boys follow her in.  She heads straight to the shower.  As
she turns into the shower she sees Ms. White standing in the
center of the shower room.

"Ms. White, you're naked!!"  Natalie announces in shock.  Natalie
scans down her body; she notices Ms. White's firm breasts and her
shaved pussy but mostly notices a shiny silver stud peeking out
from between her legs.  "I thought the rules for teachers are
topless only."

"I will deal with Dean Larson if and when he hears about today. 
I suspect he wouldn't hear it from either of us."

Natalie giggles, "So, he didn't approve today's class did he." 
Ms. White puts her finger up to her lips indicating to be quiet.

"Get in here boys.  What's taking you so long?"  Ms. White yells.
 The boys step into the shower, they freeze in shock to see not
only Natalie but Ms. White naked as well.  "Boys, please line up
over here against this wall.  No turning on the water just yet. 
You'll have time to shower when we are through.  On Tuesday you
had a chance to give Miss Scott a shower that she would remember
forever.  Instead you gave her a shower she couldn't wait to
forget.  I am going to show you how it's done and you are going
to stand there and watch.  Oh, and no touching yourself, you are
only here to observe."

Ms. White turned on the water and directed Natalie under the
shower's warm stream.  She pushes on the soap dispenser several
times, filling both hands with the gel.  She places her hands on
Natalie's breast and makes small circles until her nipples start
to harden.  Ms. White works her way up to her shoulders and turns
Natalie around.  She slowly rubs her shoulders, giving her a more
of a massage than a shower.  Ms. White works her shoulders some
more, occasionally reaching down to her breast to ensure her
nipples stay erect.  Natalie closes her eyes as her breathing
becomes labored.

Ms. White works down her back, ensuring her entire back is
lathered.  She continues down Natalie's back then to her ass. 
She gently massages the globes, brushing her thumb across her
anus; each time bringing a gasp from Natalie.  Natalie reaches
for the wall to keep her balance, her legs unconsciously
spreading to allow better access to her sex.

Ms. White grabs more soap from the dispenser and applies the gel
to the back of her thighs.  She scrubs her inner thighs, slowly
working between her legs, gently brushing her labia.  Natalie can
feel wetness escape from her vagina, dripping from her pussylips.
 Ms. White scrubs all the way down her legs and works back up to
her pussy.

Natalie starts to pant as Ms. White searches and finds her clit.
A couple strokes and Natalie's knees start to buckle.  Ms. White
applies some soap to her own front and pulls Natalie to her.  Her
slippery nipples and bare mound rubs against Natalie's back and
ass.  Ms. White turns her so that Natalie faces the boys.  She
notices the boys wincing in pain as their erections strain
against the limits of their bathing suits.

Ms. White puts one hand on Natalie's nipple and then slides the
other between her legs.  She spreads her labia and slides her
finger down over her clit.  She slowly strokes her clit, and then
makes small circles around the nub.  She reached deep between her
legs to pull more wetness from her vagina.  Natalie was about to
protest as Ms. White starts to nibble her ear.  She shifts her
attention back on Natalie's clit as she senses her impending
crash approach.  She strokes her clit like a vibrator as Natalie
reaches up and grabs Ms. White's head, coaxing her to continue to
nibble her ear.

As Natalie crashes off the mountain's edge, she screams out loud
as the orgasm overtakes her.  The sound shocks Natalie as she has
never screamed so loud from an orgasm before.  Ms. White
continues to hold her as Natalie regroups.  Natalie turns around
and puts her hands on Ms. White's face.  She mouths thank you and
gives her a huge open mouth kiss, driving her tongue into her
mouth.

As Natalie slowly pulls away she turns to the boys, "Now that is
how it is done."  She laughs as she heads out of the shower,
leaving Ms. White to deal with the boys.

"Okay boys, your turn."  The boys smile at the thought of what
Ms. White just did to Natalie, the pain still ever present in
their crotches.  "Don't look at me boys; if you want a scrub
down, then you can help each other.  You can take off those
bathing suits now and take your shower.  Hurry up as there isn't
much time left."  As Ms. White leaves the shower room she reaches
up and turns a valve.

"AAAAHHHH!!  Ms. White, what happened to the hot water?"

"Enjoy your cold shower boys, you really need it."  She laughs as
she grabs a towel, wraps her arm around Natalie.  They walk out
of the boy's locker room arm in arm laughing.

******

Natalie heads to the cafeteria, she's famished from the
mind-blowing orgasm.  She is still beaming from the experience. 
She grabs her lunch tray and heads toward the table the program
participants typically sit at.  When she gets there she sees the
three girls she was talking to at the end of Spanish class. 
Natalie starts to look around to see if another table is open.

"Natalie, come over here.  This is your table; we just want to
sit with you."  Natalie smiles as she drops her towel on her
chair and takes a seat.  "Natalie we're sorry we didn't sit with
you all week.  We're your friends and we shouldn't have treated
you like an outcast when you were selected for the program.

"It's okay; I wouldn't have been much fun to be around the first
couple days."

After a few minutes of small talk, the girls are joined by Katie
and Phil.  Katie gives Natalie another big hug, still feeling
high from the morning's special announcement.  Matt joins shortly
after as does Becky and Damian.

"NATALIE!"

Natalie cringes.  "Hi Sarah.  How are you today?"

"What is going on here, since when did this become a mixed
table."

"Since today, would you like to join us?" Natalie asks

"Okay, but only until we finish eating, then we have some
business to tend to."

Natalie turns to Katie.  Katie smiles and nods to confirm she
doesn't want to be protected.  "Um, sorry to disappoint you
Sarah, but our business relationship has been terminated,
effective immediately.  I will let Becky speak for herself, but I
suspect your deal with her is over as well."  Becky turned to
Sarah and nods.

"What?  We had a deal.  Do you know what will happen if you don't
fulfill your end of the deal."

Katie interrupts, "No Sarah, why don't you tell us what will
happen if they don't go off with you."

Sarah turned to Katie, she points her finger and thumb at her
like it was a gun, "Look Missy, I have you in my crosshairs.  If
I get a hold of you, you're going to get it."

"Don't threaten me with a good time," Katie just giggles at her.

"Oh, so you think you'll have a good time?" Sarah asks.

"Well, I haven't heard anyone complain.  You're tactics have a
little to be desired, but everyone seems to be satisfied after
you're done."  Katie pauses and takes a bit of her sandwich, "As
soon as we're done eating, Phil and I are going to find an empty
room somewhere, you are more than welcome to join us."

"Katie Schrader!"  Natalie exclaims as she looks to Phil, "Phil,
what have you done to my Katie?  You've turned her into a sex
fiend."

Phil just shrugs his shoulder, "If you are expecting me to
apologize, you will be sadly mistaken."  Phil is a boy of few
words, but the smile on his face speaks volumes.

The teens continue to eat while Becky tells everyone about her
latest class and how she asked for relief.  "The teacher
exercised her option to have me take relief in the class.  I was
hesitant at first, but then Damian stepped up and said he would
assist.  Damian also asked for relief.  The teacher said that we
only had five minutes so she preferred it if we could assist each
other at the same time."

Matt interrupted, "You didn't!"

"Oh yes we did.  Damian put a towel on the floor and laid me down
on top of it.  He then put his head between my legs while he
straddled my head.  His dick was in perfect position for me to
just let it slip in my mouth.  We were going at it when the class
started chanting `sixty-nine, sixty-nine' when they could sense
we were getting close."

Damian took over the story, "I did all I could to hold off, I
really wanted us to finish at the same time.  She kept trying to
swallow my dick and I just couldn't control myself.  I wasn't
expecting her to deep throat me, but damn did that feel great."

Becky pats Damian on the hand and picks up where he left off,
"After he finished he tried his hardest to get me off.  The
teacher gave us a 30-second warning, so Damian just kept
torturing my clit.  It wasn't till he jammed his finger in my ass
that I finally came, and it was the hardest orgasm I ever had."

Natalie was captivated, "That must have been one of the hottest
relief session I ever heard.  It might be the only one I've
heard, but it's still the hottest."  Everyone laughed.

"We should give that I try," Matt said, half joking.

"Well, why don't you come to my house after school and we might
just do that."

Matt's jaw dropped, he didn't know how to respond.  "Um, I was
just joking.  I would love to come over after school, but I am
not expecting to do what Becky and Damian did in class.  I just
want to spend time with you."

"That's sweet.  I want to spend time with you as well, let's just
see where it goes from there.  At the very least, I owe you for
that good night kiss you gave me last night."

"You don't owe me anything.  Trust me when I say I enjoyed that
as much as you did."

"Well, you're getting something regardless."

The bell rings indicating lunch time is over.

******

Natalie and Matt walk down the hallway.  Matt notices how she
walks taller and with more confident now that the rules for
reasonable request has changed.  Natalie reaches the art room and
gives Matt a peck on the lips.

"You know where to find me at the end of the day."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world.  I can't wait to tell your
father about your little stripper routine this morning.  He is
going love to it."

"You wouldn't," Natalie says with shock.

"You are going to have to find a way to stop me then."

"I'll think of something."

Natalie steps into the art room.  She stops in her tracks as she
sees Mrs. Davidson standing by the drawing easels.  She was
topless talking with another student.  She sees Natalie step in
the room and she drops the conversation she was having with the
other student and bolts to Natalie.

"Natalie, take a look at you.  You are so beautiful."  Mrs.
Davidson was always the touchy-feely type.  "I don't get a chance
to see many of the program students with my classroom being stuck
down here in the corner.  I am so glad I got to see you, you are
just amazingly sexy."

Natalie blushes, "Thanks Mrs. Davidson, I see that you are
participating in the program as well."  Natalie looks down at
Mrs. Davidson's small breasts.  She was a little older than some
of the other teachers and very petit as well.  Her breasts
weren't saggy, but they weren't perky either.

"I am so glad the Academy finally got this program up and
running.  I was tired of my wife bragging how she gets to go
topless all day at her job and rubbing it in that I couldn't. 
Well, I haven't worn a top since Monday, and I don't plan to
again."

When Natalie heard Mrs. Davidson say `wife' she didn't hear much
more afterwards.  The revelation surprises her a little, even
though same-sex marriage is legal and quite common these days.

"So, what do we have planned today?" Natalie asks.

"Well, we only have 30 minutes, so I would like for you and I to
pose for the rest of the class.  If you will allow me some
leeway, I'd like the class to capture your essence."

"Capture my essence, Mrs. Davidson?"

"Yes Natalie.  Do you know what you look like when you are
wrapped in bliss?

"Um, no, I can't say that I do."

"Then I would like the class to capture you just as you are
peaking.  Then we will compare the pictures and pick the one that
captures your essence during your orgasm."

"I'm going to need to have an orgasm?  And what will they be
taking a picture of Mrs. Davidson?  I've been walking around
naked all week, but you know the rules that students are not to
take pictures without the program participant's permission.  I'd
rather not have pictures of me passed around the entire school,
especially as I'm about to have an orgasm."

"They will be taking a picture of your face only.  All the
pictures will be reviewed and only the best picture will be kept,
all others will be deleted.  I will be the only one with a copy
of the picture we decide to keep and I will assure you no one
else will see it."

"I guess that will be fine Mrs. Davidson.  I can't say I was
prepared to have a relief session when I walked it.  I haven't
done anything in front of my classmates yet and not sure if I am
ready yet.  What if I can't get in the mood?"

"Let me take care of that."  Mrs. Davidson grabbed Natalie's hand
and pulled her over to a Chaise lounge that was set up in the
corner.  "Okay class, Natalie agreed to my class idea.  Everyone
get out your phones, but I want you out of Natalie's sight until
I indicate it is time to start taking pictures.  Let's give her
as much privacy as we can since this is her first time."

Mrs. Davidson sits down on the lounger and pulls Natalie down
guiding her between her legs.  "And remember the rules; you are
to take a picture of her face only.  You are trying to capture
her as she is climaxing.  We will compare the pictures after and
select the best one.  I will use the photo to make a painting for
Natalie to celebrate her week in the program."

Mrs. Davidson tugs on Natalie's shoulders pulling her back, lying
against her breasts.  Her hardening nipples were felt prominently
in Natalie's back.  Mrs. Davidson reaches around and slowly
massages Natalie's breasts, her nipples reacting immediately. 
The fellow art students slowly drift out of Natalie's
consciousness as Mrs. Davidson continues to stimulate her
hardening nipples.

"Do you have a boyfriend Natalie?" Mrs. Davidson asks in a soft
sensual voice.

"Yeah, kind of.  Not officially I suppose but I guess I would
call him my boyfriend."

"When was the last time he touched you Natalie?"

"Ummm, last night.  Why?"

"Good.  I'm sure it is still fresh in your mind.  I want you to
think about what he did to you last night.  Think about how it
started, did you start it, or did he?  Did you touch him first or
did he touch you first?"

Natalie knew where this line of questions is leading them.  She
could start to feel wetness develop between her legs as Mrs.
Davidson continues to massage her nipples.  Mrs. Davidson licks
her fingers and then continues to rub Natalie's nipples.  Natalie
closes her eyes and starts to moan.

"Goooood, I think we're going in the right direction now.  Now,
reach down between your legs.  Touch yourself like he touched you
last night."

Natalie hands slides down her body, sliding between her wet
pussylips, instantly stroking her clit.  Natalie's body convulses
at the first touch of her clit.  Natalie reached down further and
gathers wetness from the entrance of her vagina, bringing it back
to her clit, stroking it more.  Natalie's moans were getting
louder as she slowly climbs the hill.

Mrs. Davidson whispers in Natalie's ear "Think about how you felt
when he was stroking your clit.  What else was he doing when he
was stroking you."

"H..He was nibbling on my ear." Natalie moans again as she
recalls the feelings running through her last night.

"Would you like me to nibble your ear, like he did?"

Natalie could not speak, she just nods her head.  Natalie could
feel Mrs. Davidson's mouth getting close to her ear.  The air
leaving her nose was warm and moist across Natalie's neck. 
Natalie feels Mrs. Davidson's tongue touch her earlobe.  Her
tongue hooks Natalie's lobe and pulls it into her mouth.  As
Natalie feels a gentle bite on her lobe her mind went blank.  She
could see nothing but a bright light as her climax takes over all
body functions.  Natalie hears the clicking of the student's
camera phones but was unable to open her eyes.  She feels Mrs.
Davidson wrap her arms around her protecting her from the crash
of her orgasm.

"Welcome back Natalie."  Mrs. Davidson says as Natalie opens her
eyes and looks up at her.  She scans the room to see the seven
other students gathered around the lounger.  They all have smiles
on their faces from witnessing such a sensual orgasm.

"Whenever you are ready we can take a look at the photos."

Natalie nods her head and starts to stand up.  She grabs a bunch
of sterilization wipes to clean up the wet spot on the lounger. 
The teens gather around Mrs. Davidson's laptop, turning their
phone over for her to review.  Mrs. Davidson plugs the first
phone in and one by one pictures start to appear on the monitor.
Natalie blushes as she sees the first few photos.  Her face was
so contorted she barely recognizes herself.

"Now don't concentrate so hard at your face or the wrinkles on
your forehead.  Look at the emotion that your face projects." 
They go through each phone, each student giving their opinion on
which ones they liked and what they didn't like.  They pull one
or two of the best photos from each student's phone; and deleted
the rest.  Mrs. Davidson displays all the selected photos on one
screen so they could compare them.

Natalie points to a photo, "I think this one was taken just as I
started my orgasm.  This one here shows the most emotion I
think."   The other students agreed.  "But I like this one the
best.  They got both my orgasm face and you biting on my ear."

"Well, I would be sure to only paint your face.  You don't need
my ugly mug in your celebration painting."

"Mrs. Davidson, will you please paint this one," she points at
the one with Mrs. Davidson biting her ear, "exactly the way it
was taken.  You're not ugly and I want you in the painting to
remind me of this special moment."

"For you Natalie, you've got it."

The bell rings ending class.

******

Natalie grabs her backpack and towel and heads out the door.  As
she walks down the hallway she is stopped by a boy and a girl. 
They were holding hands; she sensed they were a couple.

"You're Natalie correct?" the girl asks.

"Yes, and you are?"

"My name is Michelle and this is Scott.  We wanted to just say hi
and also to congratulate you on convincing the committee to make
that rule change."

"Well, thank you very much, I appreciate it.  So, you just wanted
say hi, that's it?"

The girls looks down to the floor, embarrassed to continue. 
Natalie puts her hand on her chin and lifts her head.  "You've
done what was required; you are allowed to ask a reasonable
request."

"Um, well, Scott, um, we wanted to compare...down there.  We want
to know if mine looks any different than yours."

"Freshmen, you guys are so cute.  So is it safe to assume that
Scott here will be doing the comparing?"

"If you don't want to, we understand, just say no and we will
leave you alone." The shy little girl responds.

"Don't be silly, this is what the program is all about, to
explore our sexuality.  So, are we going to just do it here, or
do you want to go somewhere more private?"

"Can we go somewhere private?" he asked.

"Okay, let's go into the boy's bathroom."

"The boy's?" the girl questioned.

"Well, I can't go into the girls, so if you want some privacy, we
will have to go into the boy's.  If anyone is in there, I will
kick them out.  Plus I know a little trick to prevent anyone from
coming in once we clear it out."

"Okay, I guess that will work."

Natalie grabs the girl's free hand and pulls them down the hall.
As they push in the bathroom door a boy was just coming out. 
Natalie waves her head indicating for him to just quietly walk
away.  Natalie scans the bathroom, looking under the stall walls
to ensure no one else is in the bathroom.  She grabs the wedge,
pushes the door closed and wedges the door so it can't be opened.

"Let's hurry; we don't have a lot of time."  Natalie walks over
to the counter and turns toward the girl.  "Take off your shorts
and panties and we will both sit on the counter.  Scott can then
compare us."

Michelle was hesitant.  She paused as she unsnaps the button on
her pants.  Scott was licking his lips.  As she slowly pulls her
shorts down she turns away from Scott and Natalie.

"Michelle, has Scott ever seen you naked before?"

"Um no, everything we've done has been with our clothes on or in
the dark."

"So, if you are not comfortable with this, then we shouldn't be
doing this.  Is he pressuring you do this?"

"No, no, it's not that at all.  I'm just nervous.  I don't know
how you get naked each day without getting nervous."

"I do get nervous every morning.  I don't think you can ever get
over that."  Natalie stops Michelle by grabbing her wrists. 
"Though I have to get naked, you don't.  If you are not ready to
get naked in front of Scott, then you don't have to.  Don't ever
be pressured into doing something you don't want to do."

Natalie turns to Scott; she gave him a look of disgust.

"Natalie, she told me she wanted to do this." The boy stammers. 
"I wouldn't have pressured her into doing this if she didn't want
to.  Michelle, pull your shorts back up, it's obvious you're not
ready and I don't want to force you."

"I'm sorry Scott, I thought I wanted to do this, but I guess I am
still a bit scared."

"Don't be sorry, there is nothing to be sorry about.  We will try
this another time when you are ready."

Natalie gives them both a hug as Michelle snaps the button on her
shorts.  "And even if it's after the week is over, you can still
come find me.  I will still let you compare us if you want."

"Thanks Natalie."

"Now get out of the boy's room before they get the wrong idea and
put you in the program."  They all chuckle and head out the door.

******

Natalie steps into the Social Studies classroom.  Jack is already
sitting in his chair.  Natalie stares for a second and then
smiles at him.

"What was that smile all about?"

"Oh nothing, it was just something that Matt said to me earlier.
I think I figured out the mystery."

"Mystery?"

"Yeah, I'll talk to you later.  It looks like Mr. Clark is ready
to start the class."

"Thank you Natalie.  Now can you and Jack come up and pass out
today's test.  You can pass out one page and he can pass out the
other page."

Natalie grabs her stack of papers and goes to the front of the
first row.  She starts to count out enough pages for everyone in
the row.

"Natalie, I think everyone would enjoy the benefit of you
personally delivering the test, not just the person in the front
row."  Natalie understood that he wanted her to go up and down
the aisle so everyone gets a close look at her nakedness.  "Jack,
please follow her as I am sure they would enjoy getting papers
from you as well."

The remainder of the class was quiet as everyone worked on the
test.  The last student finished and turned in their test with
about twenty minutes left in the class.

Mr. Clark stands to address the class, "Has everyone turned in
their test?"  He scans the class; he sees nothing but nodding
heads.  "Okay, we have about twenty minutes left in class.  Why
don't we play a little game with our two special guests sitting
up here in the front," he points to Natalie and Jack.  "The game
is called, `What would you pay to get a piece of the program
participants'.  Tell me what you would give, pay, trade, barter
to get five minutes with either of these two.  If I get an offer
that is too good to pass up, then I will use my power over them
to let you have your way with them.  I will ensure you have
unlimited access to any and all parts of their body."

"But Mr. Clark you don't have the authority to grant unlimited
access to all my body parts.  Penetration is not allowed." 
Natalie protests.

"We'll see about that Natalie, just hold that thought," he
replied.  "Who wants to start with an offer?"

"I'll give fifty bucks for five minutes with Natalie."

"Fifty bucks, that's it?  Have you seen the legs on this fine
young lady?"

"One hundred bucks," another teen yells out.

"Mr. Clark, I'm not merchandise...or a hooker." Natalie continues
to protest.

"Please Natalie; I'm conducting some business here," he scans the
crowd again.  "Okay, we have one hundred on the table, but I
don't want to turn this into an auction.  I want you to think of
something that would be a real sacrifice to you, to get just five
minutes with her.  And don't forget Jack, he is a fine specimen
as well."

"I will carry his books for a week," a girl offers.

"Good, I like that one.  Can anyone beat that?"

Mr. Clark continued to take offers for both Natalie and Jack.  He
starts to write them on the board, ranking the best offer as they
come.  With five minutes left in the class he circles one offer
for Natalie and one offer for Jack.

"I have just circled the two winners, she gets Jack for five
minutes and he gets Natalie for five minutes."  Mr. Clark says as
he points to the cheering teens.

"Mr. Clark, you can't do this."  Natalie is nearly in tears
thinking Mr. Clark is going to allow a classmate to do what they
want to her.

"You know Natalie, I think your right.  I can't do that."

"What?" the winning boy says dejectedly.

"What I just did was a little social experiment.  It was a little
cruel and I apologize to Natalie and Jack for adding to their
already stressful week.  I thought it was important for everyone
to see how power and greed can play in society.  Think back in
our history when the black market was the only way you could get
certain items; illegal items.  The owners selling those items
didn't just want money, they wanted services, and they wanted
things that added to their power. They were greedy, and they just
kept asking for more."

"That was not very nice Mr. Clark," Jack interjects.

"I know and again I apologize."  He continues with his lecture,
"And the people that wanted those illegal items would give up
just about anything to get it.  They would often offer more than
they could afford because they wanted those items so bad.  Well,
I am not the black market, and Natalie and Jack are not illegal
items for sale.  I hope Natalie and Jack are a little bit
flattered at some of these offers, but everyone that made an
offer; you should be ashamed of yourself," he says with a laugh.
"Now get out of my classroom, you all discuss me."

As the teens start to funnel out of the classroom, Mr. Clark
approaches Natalie and Jack.  "I'm sorry I stressed you out.  I
wanted to give you some advance warning to play along, but I
didn't think we would have time to play this game today.  When
everyone finished the test early, I figured the timing was
perfect, but I needed the class to think I was really selling you
two.  I hope you will accept my apology."

"Sure Mr. Clark, I still don't like you, but apology accepted,"
Natalie chuckles.

Mr. Clark grabs his chest like he was stabbed in the heart.  He
gives them a wink as he ushers them out of his classroom.

The bell rings ending the day.

******

Jack and Natalie head towards the assembly hall to get their
clothes and get dressed.  Natalie sees Katie, her hair is tussled
and she's stumbling a bit down the hall.

"Katie, are you okay, what's wrong?  Did someone hurt you?"

"Oh, hi Nats; how it hanging?" Katie responds, still in a daze.

"Katie what is wrong with you?  Are you on drugs?"

"Nothing is wrong with her."  Natalie turns around to see Sarah
laughing.  "She just stepped in front of the Marshall Express."

Natalie looks back at Katie.  Katie started to come around.  The
daze is replaced with a big smile on her face.  "I kind of like
that train.  I want to ride that train again," Katie says.

"Sarah, you be careful with her.  Try not to put her is some sort
of orgasmic coma.  She still has one more day to get through."

"Don't blame me."  Sarah throws her hands in the air.  "I gave
her a little taste during lunch and that was all it was going to
be.  This afternoon, she grabbed me and pulled me into the
bathroom.  She practically threw her pussy on my face, I had to
oblige if I wanted to breathe again."

Natalie looked at Katie with that disapproving-mother look.  "Now
Katie, what am I going to do with you?"

"I don't know; do you know how to do what Sarah just did.  You
can do that to me."

They all laughed as they head to the stage.  Dressing was much
less eventful and there was less than a half dozen students
watching the show.  Dean Larson was standing by the unlocked
boxes, guarding them.

Natalie runs over and gives Dean Larson a big hug.  "Dean Larson,
I wanted to come see you sooner, but the day was just so hectic.
Thank you for listening to our suggestion and bringing it to the
committee.  I know it wouldn't have passed so quickly if you
hadn't pushed for it.  I also want to thank you for giving Katie
more of the credit, it means a lot to me."

"The honor was all mine Miss Scott.  I couldn't be prouder to
represent you and Miss Schrader at the committee meeting.  When I
was making the announcement this morning it nearly had me in
tears.  I'm proud of you and what you have done for the Academy
and this program."

Natalie gives Dean Larson another hug as she grabs her clothes. 
She gets dress and heads out the back door with the other program
participants.  Matt was waiting for Natalie near the parking lot.
 When she sees him, she yells out a squeal and runs to him.  She
jumps in his arms and gives him a big kiss, ramming her tongue
into his mouth.

"I've texted my mother to let her know you are coming for
dinner...and also to ask her to keep her pants on."  They both
laugh as they pile into the car.  Mr. Cavanaugh asks, "Where to?"
 to which Natalie answers, "Home please."

******

Natalie crashes through the front door.  As she approaches the
kitchen she yells out, "We're home!"  There is no response; no
one is in the kitchen or the living room.

"Oh god, I hope they aren't naked in the pool or the hot tub,"
Natalie worries.

 "Um, Natalie, there is a note on the table."

Natalie reads the note, "Hi honey, your dad and I decided to
catch a sunset and then dinner afterwards."

Natalie's inner voice questions, "Sunset?  They haven't gone to
see a sunset in ages.   What's up with that?"

She continues to read the note, "Listen to your heart, have a
great evening, be safe and have fun."

Matt was looking over Natalie's shoulder reading the note at the
same time.  Natalie looks at him with a smile on her face.

"I take it `listen to your heart' has some mother-daughter
meaning," Matt asks.

"Yes, it loosely translates to, `you are in a whole bunch of
trouble'."  Natalie grabs his hand and drags him up the stairs
into her bedroom and then throws him on her bed.  Natalie jumps
on top of him, straddling his waist and pulls off his shirt over
his head.

"I guess now is a good time to explain that whole penetration
hang up I've had all week."  Matt listens as she pulls her own
shirt over her head, once again revealing her wonderfully firm
tits.

"I don't know if I really understood it myself until I talked to
my mother this morning."  Matt wets his fingers and rubs her
nipples, they respond immediately.

Matt did not break eye contact with Natalie, as he listens
intently.  "I guess I was afraid the program was going to take my
virginity.  Basically forcing me into a situation where I was
going to have sex for the sake of the program.  Not because I
wanted to, but because I felt obligated.  I felt that if I let
someone put their fingers in me, I don't think I could prevent
them from going further, so I wouldn't allow anyone to do it."

Natalie bends over and gives Matt another big kiss.  Her hands
work on the zipper of her skirt then she slowly inches them down
over her hips, taking off her thong at the same time.  "I told my
mother I wanted my heart to make the decision, not the program. 
What she said hit me like a ton of bricks."

Natalie inches back and reaches down for the button on Matt's
shorts.  She inches down the zipper and then pulls off his shorts
and boxes all at once.  His cock was instantly erect; she bends
down and kisses the tip.

"What did she say?"

"She said my heart was screaming loud and clear, I just wasn't
listening.  I'm listening now and it's saying that I am going to
have you inside me within the next two minutes."

"Well, I've only been listening to your heart for the past couple
days, and I hear it a little differently."

"Oh really, what do you think you hear?"

Matt tosses her off of him and lays her on the bed.  He jumps on
top of her, gives her a kiss and then slowly slides down her
body.  He kisses each nipple, and then works down her belly,
stopping at her navel for another long kiss.  "It's telling me
that it wants me to give you one of the best tongue lashings
you've ever had."

Matt drops down again, kissing her smooth bare mound.  Natalie
spreads her legs, inviting him in.  He kisses the outer skin of
her labia, then inches his tongue between the folds.  He licks up
and down her pussy, occasionally licking her clit, causing her
entire body to shiver.

"Then your heart says it wants my fingers so deep into you that
you will nearly explode from the sensations inside."

He brings his hands up to her pussy, slowly rubbing the mixture
of juices around her sex.  He flicks her clit a couple more times
with his finger, sending shockwaves through her body.  He slowly
slides his fingers to the opening of her vagina; he presses his
finger just into the entrance.  Before going any further he looks
up at her.  She tries to speak but any words coming from her
mouth is unrecognizable.  She finally is able to release a
whispery "yes".

Matt presses forward, slipping his finger deep inside her.  He
turns his finger so he could push up on the top of her vagina,
searching for her g-spot.  Natalie gasps as he strokes across her
most sensitive area.  He drops his lips back down on her pussy
and flicks his tongue on her clit while continuing to stroke her
g-spot.  He continues until he could sense she was nearing the
edge of the cliff.

"Then your heart told me to stop just before you explode, and
then and only then, should I be inside you."  Matt says softly as
Natalie nearly imploded.

Matt gets up on his knees and points his stiff cock at her
entrance.  He leans over her, giving her another sensual kiss. 
He looks her in the eyes, waiting for her acknowledgement to
proceed.  Natalie reached down and grabs his hips, pulling him
towards her.  When the tip of his cock touches her entrance, she
gasps.  She closes her eyes and pleads with him, "Now, before I
explode."

He slowly pushes in, just the head penetrating her.  He doesn't
move, as he sees her wince.  After a few seconds, she wraps her
legs around him and squeezes, forcing him into her in one quick
thrust.  As he pushes all the way through, touching the back of
her vagina, she explodes.  Her back arches as she screams out
loud.  He slowly slides in and out of her as she continues to
convulse from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

He continues to slowly pump in and out of her, trying to delay
his own orgasm, seeking to extend the sensation as long as
possible.  The tightness around his cock feels so good he didn't
want it to end.  Natalie regains consciousness and pushes him out
and off of her.  She pushes him on his back and quickly jumps on
top of him.

"My heart tells me it's time to return the favor."  Natalie
demands as Matt takes a deep breath.

Natalie positions his cock at her entrance and slowly inches
down.  His cock slides in her, she gasps as it stretches her open
again.  He watches her face as it alternates between pleasure and
pain.  Once she finally gets his entire cock inside her she
starts to breathe again.  She can sense his impending climax
approaching.

"Are you ready?" she asks.

"Only if you are, but don't hurt yourself.  I want to do this
again, real soon."

Natalie lifts up until just the head of his cock is inside her. 
She then thrusts down hard, she lets out a yell.  She pulls up
again, and pushes down faster and harder.  She continues to
increase the pace.  Matt reaches for her pussy, pushing his thumb
through the folds until if finds her clit.

"Cum with me," he whispers as he rubs her clit like a vibrator. 
She slides up and down on him as fast as she could go.

"Now, now, now, cum now," she says, pushing Matt over the edge,
firing the first load deep into her pussy.  She groans; her face
turning red as the feeling inside her pussy pushes her to another
intense orgasm.

Matt pushes up with his hips as load after load empties into her.
 She collapses on top of him as he lay paralyzed.  The only part
of his body functioning is his arms, which he wraps around her
and holds her as she starts to sob.

"Are you okay?" he asks softly.

"More than okay."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

One more day, will Natalie make it through her last day?  Read
Chapter 7 to find out.

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