{ASST} Storm_Surge {Mr_Ed} mg, cons, 1st, exhib Disclaimer: This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or purpose other than to entertain. It should not be read by any minor, for it is not intended as an instructional manual in sex. If the idea of underage sex bothers you, do not read any further. Storm Surge By: Mr. Ed Bruce knew the hurricane was coming, but had basically ignored all the warnings he had heard, so when it started, he was a long way from home. Now he was in trouble, for the wind was too strong, he could not stand to walk, for the wind would just blow him backwards. All he could do was crawl on the ground, but he knew he wouldn't be able to crawl so far as his home. He had been crawling a long time already when he reached the fence. Finally he had something he could hold onto, and used his hold on the fence to get up and actually make a little headway on his feet. Arriving at the gate, he knew he would have to get down again, for he couldn't make it to the other side while standing. Getting down on his belly, he realized he was at the school he had first gone to see that day, for it was a girls' school, and he had hoped to see one or two good looking girls. This was the main gate, he was at, and the last place for a long way once he reached the other side. Maybe he should try to get up on the veranda, and if he was lucky, find a corner to hide out of the wind, and driving rain. Even rain drops can burn when they are so driven against skin, and he had felt the full fury of that already. Suddenly, as if a gift, the wind eased, as it had once before, and he knew he had to move now. Getting up, he made a dash for the veranda, and managed to get up two steps before the wind returned and knocked him on his side. Shelter could be up ahead, so he forced himself to move further up the steps, reached the top, and indeed found a place where the wind was not so strong behind a concrete block that supported one of the upright pillars. Pulling up, he got into a fetal position, his back to the block, and allowed himself to recover his breath. When he felt a little better, he began to look around the veranda for a better place to shelter. Over in the corner looked like a possible, but what was that flash of light? Somehow, it didn't make sense that he had seen a light, different from the flashing lightning. There it was again, from over in front of him, and coming from the building. Carefully he looked, concentrating with all his might on the sight, and finally coming to realize that someone was holding a flashlight at a crack of the door. The door was open just a crack and the light was shining from there. Once again, he got on his belly, and crawled over to the opening, saw it widening, and felt himself pulled inside. Then everything went dark. Opening his eyes again, he knew he was inside someplace, and the storm was still raging just outside the walls. The sound of thunder, and the howling of the wind made sure he knew the storm was still with them but somehow he knew he was safe where he was. Hearing a sound, he turned to his other side, and there was a girl standing beside him, about the prettiest sight he had ever seen. She reached out and put her hand on his forehead, and he felt the wonderful coolness of her touch, closing his eyes to enjoy it. When he opened his eyes a little later, the storm was not so bad outside, and the girl had vanished. He realized he must have slept, and longed to see the girl reappear again, as if she was an angel. When he had awakened before, he had felt hot, but now he felt hot again, although it felt different this time. His skin was wet with sweat, for it was pouring off him. Sitting up the first time made him dizzy, and he had to remain still until everything stopped spinning. Only then was he able to see what was around him. He was laying on the floor of a large room. All around him others were laying on the floor, all of them girls, some of them wearing panties while others were totally naked. Looking at himself, he found he had on his briefs, and nothing else. The really surprising thing was his briefs were almost dry, as if it was just his sweat that had moistened them, instead of the storm rains. Then again, he had seen totally naked girls, and he wanted to get a closer look. He was tired, however, and needed to rest a little before doing that. Laying back down, he closed his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by girls, some young, some older, but most of his age. Every one of them had a bare chest, with some of them were totally naked, although they were kneeling down so he couldn't see those parts. Checking himself, he found himself still in his briefs, but his penis was as hard as it could get, and pushing up inside his briefs. Most of them were staring at that, and he wanted to die right there and then. "Give him some room to get air," ordered a girl's voice, a little older than most of them from the sound of it. "Go on, back off, and let him recover!" "Where am I?" he asked the voice. "You were outside in the hurricane, and we brought you inside," said the voice. "This is a girls' school, and you are safe here." Bruce rolled onto his side, and curled up, trying to hide his erection, not knowing what else to do. "Don't bother trying to hide it, guy, for we've all had a good look at it," came the same voice. "Most of us are only wearing our underwear, just as you are, 'cause it is so hot!" "Everyone looked?" he asked in dread. "Everyone," she confirmed. "We voted it as the best part of the storm, for we've never had a boy to check out like we looked at you. Are you feeling a little better now?" "My throat is dry as hell, but I feel like I can't get up yet. Was I out long?" "Almost a full day," she confirmed. "We don't know much about taking care of you, but we got you dried off, and let you sleep. It seems to have worked. Here, have some water to drink, for it's all we have." Bruce sat up enough to allow him to take a sip of the water, and found it to be the best thing he had ever tasted. Reaching out, he tried to grab it to get a bigger drink, but it was pulled away from him. "Slow down, or you'll make yourself sick," said the girl's voice. "Take little sips, so you can get better!" This time he looked, and the girl, about his age, was the voice he had heard, and the prettiest thing he had ever seen. She had been the one there before when he woke up, and here she was again, and totally naked. Doing as she ordered, he took little sips of the water, finding it as good tasting as the girl was to look at beside him. "God you are so beautiful!" he told the girl. "At least I know you are getting better," she said. "Thanks, especially coming from a guy that's almost as naked as I am, and with a great hard on!" "Everyone here looked?" he asked. "Yep! We hung up your things to dry, but these we baked in the oven so you could have something. It still took awhile, so everyone got to see it." "But at least I had them back on before it became hard, didn't I?" he asked. "When you got hard the first time, we pulled them down and all had another look. Like I said, it was the best part of the storm." "How embarrassing," he declared, hanging his head between his knees. "Not every guy gets over a dozen girlfriends, and everyone here wants to be your girlfriend," she reported. "I hope that includes you," he said. "I've never seen anyone so beautiful before!" "Yea, it includes me," she said turning shy. "I'm sorry we all took advantage of you, but if I get a chance, I'll make it up to you. Just you and me alone, I mean!" "What's your name?" he asked. "Candice Grey," she replied. "Candice Burns," he said. "That sounds nice!" "I said Grey, not Burns," she declared. "I know, but I was checking to see how it sounds when we are married." "You think we are going to get married?" she asked, a little louder than she intended. "I intend to do everything in my power to win you over and marry you," he told her. "I've got to know everything about you, for what I can see, it's better than any dream I've ever had. Everything about you is so perfect. You speak so sweetly, like you are singing. Your hands are so cool and nice to have touch me. Your body is...well there are no words to say what I feel about it. If I'm not in love then I don't know what love is all about or even feels like." "I think you had better lay back down," she said. "You must still be feverish." "Only if you will lay down beside me," he stated. "With a dozen girls watching?" she said, looking around the room. "Oh, what the hell. Okay, lay down and I'll lay down beside you." When she turned her back to him, he was saddened until she began to move closer. When she was pressing her back to his chest, he was able to put his arm around her, holding her over her belly, and her butt was against his briefs, with the erection at the crack of her butt. "Did you mean what you said?" she asked. "The way I see it, we will have years for you to test me on it, but one day, as soon as it can be legal, we are going to get married. We've got to, for look at how perfectly you fit in my arms." "Aren't you supposed to ask me first?" she asked. "Oh, I will! When I can have the finest of rings for you to wear, take you someplace special, and when you are laughing and least expect me to ask you." "I'll say 'yes' you know," she stated. "You've got to, Candice," he told her. "I've got to have you!" "If we didn't have so many witnesses, I'd let you take me right now," she said. "I love you, Bruce!" "I love you too, Candice Grey," he declared. "Come to think of it, how did you know my name?" "It's stitched inside your clothes," she said. "You can hold my breast if you want, Bruce," she offered quietly. "Can't or I'd be making love to you with all these witnesses," he told her. "Do you have to be so considerate, Bruce. You've only been awake for a few minutes and look at us laying like this. If you're so smart can you explain why?" "It doesn't take long to recognize someone so special as you are, Candice," he said quietly in her ear. "You took care of me, maybe even saved my life. You wouldn't do that if you didn't have your head screwed on right. Not only that, look at how beautiful you are. I can imagine how great you would look in proper clothes. I'd be just as stupid to come out in the storm again if I knew I'd be meeting you." Candice reached down to place her hand on the back of his. Taking hold of it, she moved it up the few inches necessary for it to be on her breast, and kept her hand over his. "Was that necessary?" he asked as he kneaded her breast. "It is going to make me come!" "Come inside me," she whispered back. "They will see us," he said. "I know," she agreed. "Let them unless you're too shy!" "They already saw it?" he asked. "Everyone saw it," she told him. Seconds later his briefs were pushed down, and his penis was searching for the desired target. Candice made an adjustment in her hip position, and it slipped in a little. He made it no further, for his climax had come, and her lower vagina was being filled with his seed. "Look everybody! They are doing it! Candice is getting fucked!" called out a girl from somewhere behind him. Immediately there were noises of shuffling feet, and they didn't need to look to see the circle that had formed around them. Lots of things were said, some of them obscene, but mostly indicating excitement of actually seeing them coupled together in a sex. For Bruce, as he looked over the top of Candice's head, it was several girls where most of them were completely naked, while all of them had nothing to hide any breasts they had developed. They started from an age of pre-puberty, while others had full fledged growths on their chests. Since he was laying with his penis inside Candice, albeit not far inside, with a hand on her breast, it added to an already stimulating sight for him, and he was sure for the girls. "Now there can be no question about it, Candy," he said. "We've got to get married!" "I know, Bruce," she said quietly. "My name is not Candy, but Candice," she corrected. "Anyone so sweet must be like candy, so Candy is my special name for you, Candice. You're my girl and I love you with all my heart...body too, for that matter!" "Ah!" came the sound of the dozen girls. "He is as romantic as he is handsome!" said one. "I feel cheated," said one. "Candice got to be with him when he woke up, and he's fallen for her!" "Not true," said Bruce. "Yes, she was the first girl I saw, but there is something different and nice about her that is going to make her my girl. Look at how beautiful all of you are! Still there is something inside Candice that makes her the one for me." "You like seeing so many girls naked?" asked Candice. "That's the first stupid question you've asked, Candice," he replied. "Of course they are great to see, but that doesn't mean I'm feeling about them how I feel about you. I'm a guy, so I've got to look and not miss my best chance to see such beauty!" "Do you think I'm so nice to look at?" asked one of the girls that was wearing and was now removing her panties. "Some guy will tell you how wonderful you look," he told her. "Of course you are nice to look at!" Others followed her example, and soon all of them were naked, and standing so he could see all of them. "If you girls want to know how beautiful you are, look in a mirror at your faces. Your bodies are as sexy as they can be, but the beauty is in your faces." "Should Candice ever piss you off, Bruce, then my cunt is here for you," she declared rubbing the front of her vulva. "If I would ever be so stupid as to accept such an offer, then I'd not deserve to have Candice as a girl friend," he declared. "The thought of getting into any one of you is as sexy as anything, but you need to keep it for the guy you love, not give it away to just anybody." "Trust me, Bruce," said the same girl, "you are not just anybody!" "Seeing all these naked girls has me hard again, Candice," he whispered. "Can I put it back inside?" "Yes," she responded. "You've not made me a woman yet, so do your thing and break my cherry. I don't care if they see, 'cause I've got to have you, and want it right now!" With that, Bruce shoved it back in, and this time it went in hard. "Awh! That hurt, Bruce!" "You're a woman now, Candy," he said in her ear. "Don't move until it feels better, sweetheart." "I don't know how I got so lucky to find you, Bruce," she said, "but I swear I'll be the best girlfriend I can be for you." "Then all you have to do is be yourself, Candy," he assured her. "Mind you, if we were able to do this once in awhile, it would be nice." "You may be sorry you said that, for I expect I'll be asking for it a lot, it feels so good. Okay, Bruce, I guess we can put on the show for the other girls now. The burning has stopped." "Roll over on your belly, Candy," he instructed. As she did, he came into position over her back, keeping his penis from falling out during the shift. Then her legs were wide apart, her butt pushed up against his belly, and he began to pull back and then return inside her vagina. Much clamour occurred amongst the girls watching, but all of Bruce's attention was upon the fucking of the girl that had become a new part of his life. She was giving herself willingly, and rejoiced in each and every penetration, crying out as he pressed in. Over and over he went inside, aware that they were being watched, but knowing there would be no way to stop until he had climaxed. Even when Candice climaxed, he felt a surge of satisfaction, but was not about to slow up what he was doing. Having come a short time before, he was able to continue in her for nearly three minutes, and brought her to another climax before he could hold back no more. As she was coming, so did he, and this time it was deep inside her body. It was after Bruce pulled out of Candice that he got another shock. One of the girls came up to him and began to wash his penis, as he noticed the blood on it for the first time. Another was cleaning up Candice, again because of her groin being smeared with blood. That another girl was touching him gave him a moment's pause, but he let it go on, even though this one was younger and still had a flat chest. When she finished, she looked him in the eyes, and said, "I know you have a girlfriend, but do you think we could be friends, you know, that just talk and stuff?" "What's your name beautiful?" he asked. "Susan," she replied. "Hi, Susan," he said holding out his hand. "A new friend is always welcomed!" As she shook his hand, she turned to Candice and asked, "May I give him just one kiss, please?" Candice looked at her with a smile. "Sure you can, but plan on having us both as friends," she told Susan. "Really?" she responded as if surprised. "I'd really like that!" she declared. Then carefully, she leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "You're the nicest boy I've ever met, and...well, I know your are Candice's guy, but I love you too!" "And you are one very sweet girl, as well as pretty, Susan. Thanks for wanting to be our friend, and it may not be the same, but I think I have to love you too!" Susan took in a deep breath, then let it out slowly before she stood up and went to clean out the cloth she had used on his penis. "Tell me, Candice," asked Bruce, "how is it there are no adults at the school to watch out for you girls?" "We were supposed to be on a bus that left before the storm, but it couldn't make it out. While it was pouring rain, we had to walk back to the school, and the driver was going to try to get some help. We don't know what happened to him. All the teachers left on the bus before, but they thought we would be alright." "So isn't there any food or anything at the school?" he asked. "Sure, but it is locked up! We're all starving, but only have some water to drink." "Show me where the food is locked up," he ordered. Candice led the way, with Bruce immediately behind her. Following them came all the others. They came into what must have been the cafeteria, and then went behind the counter to the kitchen. There a padlocked door was pointed out to Bruce. Turning from the door, Bruce began to look around, exploring all about the school, going from room to room. "What are you looking for, Bruce?" asked Candice. "Some way to break open the lock," he said. "How about the tools the maintenance man has?" she asked. "There are tools?" he said excitedly. "Show me, please!" With a reverse of direction, they returned the way they had come, going into a room on the other side of the cafeteria. There on the other side of the room was a full box of tools, with others hanging about on different places on the wall. Taking up the tool box, Bruce looked over the other tools, took down a long pry bar, and headed out of there, returning back to the cafeteria's kitchen. Five minutes later, the hasp that held the lock was pulled out of the door jam, and the door pulled open. "Who's going to cook breakfast for all of us?" he asked aloud. When he left with the tool pan, all the girls were working together to prepare something for them to eat. Porridge, slightly burnt bacon, and overcooked eggs make a good meal when you are as hungry as they were. That was especially evident when every single plate was left empty. "Ladies, I'd like to suggest that since the heat has let up in the last little while, that we all get on some more clothes. If the driver got through, or they find you are missing, then they will be rushing to come up here to find you. While it is great being able to see so many naked girls, and to parade around myself like this, I don't think we want any rescuers to find us this way." "I don't know where, when or how, but if we ever have another chance, Bruce, you can see me naked just like this," said one of the girls he knew was Karen. There came a murmur of agreement from the other girls. "You have to be a super guy, and I'm jealous as hell of Candice, but she won you, and we wish you both well. As a matter of fact, we will help you both as best we can to have times together." This time the agreement was a little more vocal, but made it clear he had a special place with them. Returning to what he knew must be their gymnasium, each and everyone got on the clothes that had been on the racks all around the room, all of them having dried out from their earlier soaking. When Bruce finished dressing, he looked around at the girls, and knew his chance of a lifetime had passed. Going over to where Candice was putting on her last shoe, he interrupted her for a kiss...a warm passionate kiss, lasting for some long moments. "Dressed or not, you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, Candy. I really do have to marry you, you know!" "I do hope so, Bruce," she answered. "I'm going to do my best to make sure you always feel that way!" "Do you have any friends you could introduce us to?" asked Melissa, one of the older of the girls. "Sure I do, but I can tell you right now, their first interest will be to get inside your clothes!" "If they are friends of yours, I'm willing to take a chance on them," said Karen. "I sure hope they do," offered Corrine. "After seeing it done, I'm ready to give it up!" "Wait, Corrine," called Bruce. "All of you for that matter. Don't 'give it up' too easily, for guys are anxious to get into a girl, but not always ready for the special feelings they will need to have a longer term relationship." "What I'm going to do, is find a guy, and make Bruce meet him before he gets anywhere. Only if Bruce says to go ahead will I give it up to him!" "Yea, Bruce," said another. "We've got to keep you around somehow! That's a good idea!" "All I'm going to be able to do is point out that you are willing to have sex with them, and talk to them about how they should care about you as persons. You'll still have to do the picking though." "Any chance you'd rent out your lover, Candice?" asked Karen. "He's too good to pass up so easy." "Sorry, Karen," she replied. "I'm going to be a little selfish about him, and do my best to keep him for myself!" "We know you will, and we're going to help you get your chances to be with him, but you know we all envy you!" ventured Karen. "We'd be rather happy just to watch you do it in front of us again," stated Melissa. There was general agreement with that. "If you're up to it, Candice," said Bruce, "it looks like we could be having some rather kinky sex along the way, sweetheart." "How about starting right now?" she asked. "I'd love to get it again!" "Let's hope nobody comes to rescue us before we finish," he said, taking her hand, and leading her to a soft mat on the gymnasium floor. Even as the other girls were gathering around, they were stripping off their clothes, and only moments later, Bruce was on his back, Candice straddling him, and impaling herself on his erection as everyone watched the penetration occur, some from the front, while others watched from the back. It only lasted a couple of minutes, but was as satisfying as the first time, if not more so. This time there was no hymen to be broken, and both found pleasure from the first moment of contact. Nearly an hour after they finished and got dressed, they were sitting around in one of the classrooms, talking about all sorts of different things, although a lot of it centred on sex. Candice had been sitting beside Bruce all the time in there, but she suddenly got up, and walked over to the room door, and then back again. Bruce watched her carefully, for he could see she was troubled by something. "Can I trust you to keep your word to me?" she asked. "Of course you can!" he exclaimed. "You shouldn't even have to ask that!" "I've come to a decision about you, Bruce," she said seriously, getting down closer to him. "You are a young guy, and I somehow know I was your first girl that you got into." Bruce confirmed this by nodding. "Every guy your age wants to do some exploring, and usually that is with more than one girl. Since everyone here is my girlfriend as well, if you are willing to promise you would do everything with them, except put your penis in them, then I'd let you fool around with them. I'd like to watch at the same time, though. Would I loose you if I let that happen?" "No, you would not loose me for that reason or any other, Candice. We are going to get married when we are legally able to! Sure, I could promise not to fuck any other girl, and I promise that right now! But what you are suggesting is a serious thing. I guess I must admit the idea sounds pretty damn nice to me, but I don't expect to fool around with anyone but you!" "That's one of the reasons I'd let you," she responded. "Watching you with them would be sexy to see, so I'd get something out of it too, but they are all my friends, have gotten all turned on by watching us do it, and deserve more than what they got out of you coming to the school. I was the lucky one, but they are all nice girls too! You'd have fun doing it as well, Bruce! Just think about it...twelve girls you could touch, kiss and feel up! When you were horny enough, you could shove it in me, and fuck me until you were satisfied!" Bruce looked around at the dozen girls as they all sat waiting for his answer. Each of them he had seen, and they were willing to share their bodies with him again, even allow him to touch and feel their most private places. He knew that even if he did anything with any one of them, it would not have that special something he had shared with Candice, and would have with her again. "Would you let me think about the idea?" he finally asked. "It sounds exciting, but it's not what I am used to even thinking about. Most of all, I don't intend to loose the greatest girl I've ever known!" Disappointment showed on a lot of faces, not the least of which was in Candy's expression. That's when sounds came from outside the room, and they were up like a shot, knowing rescuers had arrived. "He's our hero, Ma'am!" argued Candice. "We were starving until he broke into the food pantry. He could have done anything he wanted to any one of us, but was the perfect gentleman! Just because he is only fourteen, doesn't mean he is less than the best man anyone here has ever known!" "It sounds like he is a rather special young man, Mrs. Hamilton," said the mayor. "Perhaps he should be accorded special visiting privileges, for he seems to have earned special consideration." "Something tells me that he got a little more than has been admitted here so far," said the school principal. "We have an obligation to protect the girls." "One think I can tell you, Mrs. Hamilton, is that as soon as it is legal, we are going to get married!" declared Candice. "Okay, now I understand," she said thoughtfully. Turning to face Bruce as he sat beside her, she took his hand, and said, "I hope you will understand this Bruce, but here is my decision. You are not to be alone with Candice for the next several weeks. You may come to visit and talk with her in a supervised environment, but will not be alone with her. It takes awhile for her to become protected, and that's how long you will have to wait. After that, you and Candice will be allowed to leave the school compound as you go out on dates. In addition, you and I will have a few extra meetings; for I want to make sure you understand the adult side of what you are doing. I am pleased they were able to help you during the storm, and that you did what you did to get everyone food. Candice is right, you are a hero, you will have special privileges, but you must wait until the time is right." "You make it obvious, Mrs. Hamilton," responded Bruce, "that you are doing this in the best interest of Candice, and I will cooperate completely with you. I would also be happy to meet with your as often as you wish, for I know there is a lot I still have to learn, and your guidance would be appreciated. Candice has not been asked yet if she will marry me, but I'll do that one day when she doesn't expect it." "How about my feelings in all this?" asked Candice. "Nobody is trying to be mean to us, Candy," Bruce told her, "but they are understanding and do what is best for us. I know how hard it will be to wait so long, although we will be seeing each other during that wait. Someday, when we are both more ready, and married, then we will have our children and a great life together. Right now, though, they want us to wait, and we don't want any children, for neither of us is ready for even one. Trust them, and we'll make it through." "Bruce, when I listen to you," said the mayor, "I think I'm listening to a full grown adult. Your parents had better be proud of you, for I certainly am impressed with your way of thinking." "We're not so happy about his ignoring the storm warnings," said his father, "and are resisting the temptation of impressing it upon his backside, but we are proud of him too!" It was the day after Candice turned sixteen that they took their marriage vows. The mayor of the city had arranged for them to share a house in the city's housing scheme, and that was as far as they could get to have a honeymoon together until a number of years had passed. Most of the dozen girls had moved away, and gone on with their developing lives a few years later, but those that remained were regular visitors in the newly wed couple's home, usually staying overnight. They had been regular visitors before, but that amounts to a separate story, too large to detail here. Bruce was to go on to build a successful business career, and as soon as he was of age, started getting into the local politics. Somehow the mayor of the day saw his potential, and was grooming him to take over the position one day in the future. Where he would go from here will have to be left to your imagination.