NUDE LIKE ME

by SFWS with the Assistance of Neel Down

Still holding firm onto Summer's head with a fistful of hair, Jim's cock started to soften. As it did, it let him relax and soon his hot piss was spraying the back of Summer's throat. She was taken quite by surprise and 
tried to swallow fast, but the stream was simply too strong and some spewed out of her nose.

Chris and Lily watched. Gasped, and wondered why on earth Summer didn't just drop the damn tennis ball. Jim grinned and kept a tight hold on Summer's head as his hot piss continued to spray down her throat.

Summer was doing everything she could to keep from drowning from Jim's pee. She refused to concede and kept swallowing as fast as she could.

CHAPTER FIVE

RUNNING BARE

Finally the stream of piss subsided and Jim released his hold on Summer's head, allowing his cock to escape the young girl's mouth.

“Do you still want to be a slut?” Deirdre asked, a smug expression on her face.

“More than ever,” Summer responded, totally shocking all present. “I'd love to have Jim put his magnificent cock in my cunt and ass, but I've sorta promised Chris that he can be my first.”

Deirdre had gotten out of the car and now moved closer to Summer, studying her hot little body. “It might be a few years before your holes can handle a cock the size of Jim's,” she proclaimed. “I'm amazed you got it in your mouth.”

“At first I thought the same thing,” Summer admitted, “but then I remembered that I had been fisted in both my cunt and butt by my 'brothers'. If my holes can take an adult size fist, they can probably take Jim's cock.”

“Your brothers fisted you?” Deirdre repeated in astonishment.

“Yeah, when they were home from college on winter break,” Summer added. “It was so kewl. Robby had his fist in my cunt and Walt had his in my anus. They actually picked me up like that and carried me out to the kitchen table. I loved it, but Mom and Dad weren't very happy. The guys were forbidden to ever fist me again until I was at least twelve.”

Jim just stared at Summer in amazement. The whole purpose of all that he had just done to this young girl was to hopefully dissuade her from her goal of becoming a slut. Evidently it was way too late for that. In which case... “So you've never had sex in your twat or butt yet?” Jim asked.

“No, originally my parents forbade me to have sex until I was twelve,” Summer explained. “Now that I'm starting the pill tomorrow, I'm allowed to have sex starting next Saturday. Chris is sleeping over so that he can hump me all night.”

Jim and Deirdre exchanged astonished looks. Neither of them had ever met a young girl quite as incredible as Summer; certainly not at age eleven. They were also surprised at how broad-minded her parents evidently were.

Jim just shook his head in astonishment. “It was nice meeting all of you,” he said. “Unfortunately, Deirdre and I have to be on our way.” Then he had a second thought. “Is it okay if I look you up in a couple of months? I have a couple of friends that I'm sure would like to meet you. If you're interested, we can fill all your holes at once.”

Summer's eyes widened, wondering what it would be like to have three adults making use of her body at the same time. “No promises, but please do get in touch,” Summer agreed. “It'll depend a lot on how far I have progressed on my bucket list by then.”

“Understand,” Jim said, leaning down and giving Summer a passionate kiss on the lips. “See you in a couple of months then.” Jim and Deirdre both got back in the car.

“Fair warning,” Jim said just before pulling away. “My friends and I have a tendency to occasionally get a bit carried away. I guarantee that you'll live through the experience and not suffer any permanent damage, but you'll most likely end up bruised and sore for a week or so.” Without any other comment, he drove away.

“Summer, you're not seriously interested in getting together with that man and his friends!” Lily insisted. “You don't even know the fucking guy, and he just as much as promised that you would get hurt.”

“Please, don't do it,” Chris practically begged.

“Will you two please calm down,” Summer said, as the Amigos walked their bikes down the lane to Summer's house. “All I did was tell the man that he could get in touch with me in a couple of months. Please just forget about it and don't bug me about it every day.” She might have asked Chris and Lily to forget about it, but Summer knew that she wouldn't. How could she possibly stop thinking about three large cocks filling her every hole?

“What time do you have to be home by?” Lily asked Chris.

“I told my Mom that I wouldn't be home for supper,” Chris replied. “I'm probably good as long as I'm in the door before dark. Why? Do you want to play some basketball?”

“No, we all have to talk,” Lily said seriously. “I have a date for the movies with Billy on Friday night.”

“Well, that explains the hand holding and goo-goo eyes, but what does your dating Mr. Jock-strap have to do with Summer and me?” Chris asked.

Lily looked back and forth between Summer and Chris. “I don't know what to wear, he hates my bush and I have to learn how to give head,” she gushed.

At first Chris and Summer just stared at Lily. What to wear was a normal everyday problem for girls, but the other two were major events.

“Are you going to shave it off or do you want it plucked out?” Summer finally asked.

“Your mother said not to shave,” Lily responded with concern.

“I know,” Summer said, hesitation in her voice. “It's just that plucking is a bit painful and you have so much hair.”

“But you plucked all of your hair?” Lily questioned.

“In my case it was two or three hairs a day as they popped up,” Summer explained. “In your case, it's a full bush and the hairs are deeply entrenched, plus you're only giving Chris and me six days to pluck them all out, assuming we start now.”

“Chris! I don't want him touching my pussy,” Lily vented.

“It's too sizable an undertaking for me alone and in such a short time,” Summer insisted. “I'll need help. Beside he won't actually be touching your cunt. The tweezers will as they pull out your hairs.”

Lily reluctantly agreed, although she detested the thought of Chris doing something quite so intimate to her.

Once they reached the pool area Summer said, “You can get undressed while I tell mom and dad I'm home and get a couple of tweezers.” She was just about to leave, when she suddenly stopped and turned back to Lily. “Why the sudden interest in blow-jobs? Are you planning to give one to Billy on your first date?”

Lily turned the darkest shade of red conceivable. “I don't plan on it,” Lily said tentatively, “but after that show you put on today, I might have to do it in order to keep him interested in me. He was practically salivating while he watched you give head to all those other boys. It seemed like he really wanted to be with me, but at the same time was missing out on something he genuinely desired.”

“Sorry about that,” Summer said, not really sounding all that sorry. “It wouldn't have been fair if I hadn't treated all the boys equally. Look, we can watch videos and I can demonstrate using Chris as a model, but you've already seen me do him and the others. It's sorta like riding a bike – you actually have to do it to learn. Why don't you practice on Chris while I'm in the house?”

“Him? You want me to give a blow-job to the dweeb?” Lily protested fiercely.

“Stop calling him that!” Summer snapped. “We're best friends. We should all feel comfortable doing sexy things together. Chris, you don't mind if Lily sucks your dick, do you?”

“I...I... guess not,” Chris replied, trying to sound nervous and uninterested. The sudden lump in the front of his swim trunks revealed his true feelings.

“If she does a good job, perhaps you can return the favor by going down on her,” Summer heartily suggested. “Actually, you should definitely do that. That way you can compare the difference between doing it when her cunt is hairy and when it's nice and smooth and bald.” Summer headed inside, leaving Lily and Chris fretting about their next move.

Chris looked at Lily nervously. “Are we really going to do this?” he asked.

“I have to learn,” Lily replied glumly. She was displeased with the entire situation, but really felt she had little option. As she started to undress, she mumbled, “I hope Billy appreciates the sacrifices I'm making for him.”

Although he tried to hide his eagerness, Chris was ecstatic at the thought of Lily giving him head and then him getting to go down on her thirteen year old cunt. Chris was nude long before Lily. She didn't seem at all anxious to attempt her first blow-job. Finally they were both naked and ready to begin, although there was a great variance in their exuberance.

“Are you going to swallow or do you want me to tell you when I'm ready to cum so you can pull off?” Chris asked complaisantly.

Just the thought of what she was about to do had Lily on the verge of barfing. “I guess it's not a real blow-job unless I swallow,” she said, praying for strength. Lily couldn't believe she was about to suck on a boy's pisser, especially not a dweeb seventh grader.

“Don't you dare even think about pissing in my mouth,” Lily exclaimed. “If you do, so help me, I'll bite that little worm you laughably call a cock right off. I can't believe Summer let that guy do that to her. It was so degrading. It was like he was using her as a urinal.”

“Neither can I,” Chris agreed, “but she didn't have a helluva lot of choice. His cock was practically wedged in her mouth and he was holding her head firmly in position. But even so, I don't think Summer found it at all degrading. She probably feels it is just something a slut does. Didn't she say that she wanted us both to piss and shit on her?”

“Do you really think she was serious about that?” Lily asked, as she got down on her knees in front of Chris.

“I take everything that Summer says about sex seriously,” Chris replied. “I think that girl will try anything, no matter how cockeyed or perverted you and I might think it is.”

“Don't hold my head, and be sure to warn me before you cum,” Lily ordered as she held Chris's penis begrudgingly between two fingers and eventually inserted the offensive organ into her mouth. Surprisingly, it wasn't as gross as she had expected it to be. She had once played at doing this using an uncooked hot dog as a stand-in. She now found that they were quite similar except that the hot dog was cool and Chris's cock was warm. There had also been that little benefit that there was no danger of the hot dog ever pissing or cumming in her mouth.

She began to slowly lick his cock, surprised that she wasn't totally revolted by the act. As long as she was able to avoid thinking about the fact that Chris peed out of this organ, it wasn't all that bad. She was very careful with her teeth and was actually starting to somewhat enjoy herself when Chris yelled out, “I'm almost there. I'm about ready to shoot my wad.”

Something about Chris's impending eruption caused Lily to panic. Even before he began to ejaculate, she spit out his cock and started gagging as if she were about to throw up. Chris grabbed his cock and aimed it so that his stuff landed in the grass next to the deck.

“What happened?” Chris asked when they had both regained control. “You were doing so good.”

“I fuckin' panicked,” Lily admitted, still trembling slightly. “I kept thinking of that bastard pissing in Summer's mouth and I lost it.”

“I'd never do that to you,” Chris promised. “Well not unless you asked me to. I'm kinda hoping Summer lets me do it to her sometime.”

“You want to piss in Summer's mouth?” Lily asked. “That's gross.”

“Not if she wants it,” Chris argued.

Lily shook her head. Whether or not Summer wanted it or not didn't make it seem any less gross to her.

“Summer's going to be so disappointed in me,” Lily lamented.

“She doesn't have to know,” Chris promised. “We'll get together and practice until you get it right. For now, lay down and spread your legs so I can reward you for being brave enough to even try.”

Lily would never admit it to Chris, but she was starting to like him. Perhaps in time they could actually become good friends.

When Summer finally returned outside, Chris had just succeeded in licking Lily to a very orgasmic finish. “Now that's more like it,” Summer said, happily. “Isn't it better to have sex than to fight? How did the blow-job go?”

“It was great,” Chris lied. “Lily is a natural.”

“Chris is being overly generous,” Lily added. “I have a long way to go before I'll ever be anywhere near as good as you.”

“Then I guess you two will just have to practice a lot,” Summer said with a laugh. “I've heard that it's even more fun to practice sex than it is basketball. By the way, my parents agree with you two. They want me to be careful as far as Jim and his friends are concerned. They don't have any problem with me fucking three guys at the same time, but they want me to get more experience first and know a bit more about the guys.”

“You actually told your parents about what Jim did to you?” Lilly asked, astonished.

“I tell them about everything I do,” Summer said candidly. “Mom was proud that I gave so many blow-jobs today, but they were both really delighted when I told them about you getting naked with all those boys.”

“Guess what Summer? Chris has a hidden desire to piss in your mouth,” Lily exclaimed out of the blue.

“Really! Chris, I would have never guessed that you'd be interested in doing something foul like that,” Summer said, quite surprised. “Do you have to go now?”

“Sorta,” Chris admitted. “I was going to take a trip out beyond the basketball court.”

“No more pissing in our yard,” Summer insisted. “From now on if you have to go, I want you to let me handle it.”

“Summer, are you crazy?” Lily asked. “Are you going to let him use you whenever he has to take a piss?” Lily now really thought she was going to hurl.

“Well not always,” Summer admitted. “Obviously, I'm not always with him and we'll have to be careful doing it at school, but otherwise, yeah. Chris when you're peeing is it possible for you to stop for a few seconds?”

“Don't know, I've never tried,” Chris admitted.

“Please try it for me,” Summer asked. “That was my main problem with Jim this afternoon. It was too much piss and I didn't get a chance to swallow. Swallowing piss isn't all that bad, but it really burns when it backs up into your nose. Are you ready to go?”

Summer got down on her knees and opened her mouth wide. Lily couldn't believe that Summer actually looked impatient to have Chris piss in her mouth. “It's going to be strange having a cock in my mouth that isn't hard,” Summer confided.

“I hope it stays soft,” Chris admitted. “It's impossible to piss with a boner.”

“You'll probably be okay, since you just had a cum in Lily's mouth, but I'll try to keep my tongue away so as to not get you overly excited,” Summer promised.

Lily just stood there shaking her head in disbelief.

“This is hard to do,” Chris complained. “Sorta like pissing in a cup. It doesn't seem right.”

“It isn't right,” Lily protested. “Summer is a beautiful girl and should be treated with dignity. She isn't a fuckin' urinal.”

“Lily, please! Chris isn't disrespecting me. He's doing something I asked him to do,” Summer pleaded. “I have to get good at this if I'm going to be a proper slut. Just relax Chris and let your stream start.”

Chris was having an intrinsic battle between right and wrong. He wanted to do it, and Summer wanted him to do it. But when he looked at that beautiful face it just seemed so terribly wrong. Finally his overwhelming need to urinate decided the winner and the flow of piss between Summer's lips began. He remembered Summer's request and tried to stop the flow after a few seconds. It was difficult, but it momentarily stopped and then started again. Although his body didn't want him to, he managed to halt the flow several times before his bladder was finally empty.

“That was perfect,” Summer said happily when Chris had finished. She wanted to kiss him, but decided the timing wasn't necessarily appropriate. “You weren't able to stop for long, but it was just enough to give me the needed time to swallow. Your pee tastes a lot better than Jim's; his was really bitter.”

“I'm not sure, but I imagine the taste varies depending on what you eat and drink,” Chris suggested. “I know the color isn't always the same.”

“But it's always disgusting,” Lily insisted.

“Does that mean that you wouldn't let me drink yours if I asked nicely?” Summer inquired.

“We're best friends. You know I couldn't refuse you if you asked, but please don't,” Lily begged. “It's just wrong.”

“Perhaps you'll change your mind when you see me do it with Chris a few more times,” Summer replied.

Lily doubted that very much, but decided not to argue the point and instead changed the subject. “Did you get the tweezers?” Lily asked, apprehension evident in her voice.

“Even better,” Summer said excitedly. “Tweezers and local numbing antiseptic.”

“Where did you get these?” Lily asked, as she examined a sealed packet with four filled syringes.

“Mom got them from a dentist friend,” Summer explained. “It's the same stuff they use when working on a tooth. It just numbs a small area, but believe me, it'll make it a lot easier for you to handle Chris and me plucking out your nasty pubic hairs.”

Lily was still having difficulty believing that she was going to allow Summer and Chris, a boy she barely knew, to do something so intimate to her.

“I figured we could divide the area covered in gross pubic hair into four parts,” Summer suggested.” We'll do one section tonight, one tomorrow and one each on Monday and Tuesday. Then Wednesday night we'll tackle any hair in your butt crack and around your anus.”

“You're going to do my butt crack too?” Lily asked, shocked. Somehow the idea of her friends plucking hairs out of her ass bothered Lily even more than them doing her cunt.

“Of course,” Summer replied. “You don't want to have a nice smooth, clean snatch and a hairy ass, do you?”

When she put it like that, Lily had to agree, but that didn't make the thought of Chris and Summer inspecting her butt any easier to cope with. “But you only have four syringes,” Lily noted.

“Yeah, about that,” Summer said, rubbing her hands. “Please don't take this wrong. Personally I think you have a beautiful butt and it's not big at all, but the area covered by your crack exceeds the range of a local, so we'll have to puck that area without the aid of the numbing antiseptic and I'm afraid it will hurt.”

“Couldn't you use more than one shot?” Lily suggested.

“I asked my mom the same question and the answer is no,” Summer replied. “Multiple shots in a side by side area can cause an over relaxing of muscles in that region. If your sphincter muscle relaxes too much, you could have an accident.”

Lily didn't even want to consider the possibility of that type of an accident, especially not with Summer and Chris working in such close proximity. “Do you know what you're doing?” Lily asked as Summer opened one of the sterile packets holding the syringes. “Will it hurt?”

“It's a short ultra-fine needle,” Summer replied. “Trust me! I know what I'm doing.”

Chris and Lily both mentally questioned that comment, but neither responded aloud.

“What quadrant do you want us to do first?” Summer asked.

“I don't give a damn,” Lily replied testily. “Just get started so that this ordeal can be over. Give me the fuckin' shot.”

Summer smiled. “I already have. Now we just have to give it a few minutes to take effect. While they waited, Summer bathed Lily's cunt with alcohol while Chris sterilized the tweezers. Then Summer had Lily lay on her back and spread her legs wide open to allow her and Chris easy access.

Summer here: Excitement wise, plucking pubic hair is right up there with waiting for water to boil and watching paint dry, so we are going to skip ahead in this story to Monday morning. I should mention, however, that we were right on schedule by Sunday evening and Lily was a funny sight. Try to imagine a thirteen year old girl with half her pussy as bald as a newborn and the other half hairy as hell and you have Lily's current condition.

Honestly, Chris and I were both sick of plucking hair already by Sunday night and we still had a long way to go. At the time I didn't know it, but Chris and Lily had secretly gotten together on Sunday to practice giving blow-jobs. When I found out, I was extremely proud of them both.

Monday was day four at school. I believe I mentioned before that my school doesn't base their schedule on the actual day of the week, but rather on a six day repeating cycle. Day four for me is what many kids refer to a goof off day. I have none of my major subjects today, just things like PE, Art, Music and club.

Unlike day one when I have PE the last two periods of the day, on day four I have it on the first two periods. That meant that I would be spending the first two periods of the day totally naked and I couldn't wait. I had gotten the impression that many of the boys in my class were eager to see me nude, too. I just prayed that they wouldn't be greatly disappointed in my not yet totally developed young body.

As Summer and Lily parted ways at the school entrance, Summer suddenly realized just how nervous she actually was. She wasn't queasy about being naked, that was second nature to her, but like any other girl she was queasy about her looks and whether or not the boys would appreciate her body or instead perhaps make fun of it.

Summer made a quick stop at her school locker and then headed off to PE. Since they had no homeroom, the students reported to their first period class for attendance. In Summer's case, that meant reporting to the girls locker room today. How the girls would accept her nudity was also a bit of a question mark. Initially most of the girls had considered her a tart because of the length of her dresses and the fact that she didn't wear panties. They were less harsh when they learned the supposed reason for her dressing as she did, but many were still unhappy that she was showing off the secret girly parts that they all had in common.

As she entered the locker room, Summer was greeted by Ms Frey, who checked off her name and then handed her a combination lock and a slip of paper containing the combination. “You have lockers twenty-two and twenty-two A,” Ms Frey stated. “Memorize the combination before destroying it. Miss Spring, I completely understand if you've had a change of heart. The offer of a passing grade without participating in class is still open.”

“Thank you,” Summer replied. “I appreciate your kindness, but I really want to take PE. I think I'll enjoy it. Hopefully my classmates will learn to accept my nudity. Personally, I don't consider it that big of a deal.”

Ms Frey simply shook her head in wonderment as Summer walked off looking for her locker. She wondered to herself how any beautiful young girl could possibly consider being naked in front of her peers, both male and female, as no big deal.

Summer easily found her locker number twenty-two and the bank of twelve much smaller lockers numbered 22A to 22L next to it. Although she'd never attended school before, Summer easily figured out the system. The large locker was obviously used by the person currently having PE to store her school clothing and shoes. The smaller lockers were evidently used for the storing of PE gear between classes. Unless she decided to keep her sneakers here at school, she doubted she'd ever have a use for the smaller locker since she wouldn't be wearing a PE outfit.

The more she thought about it, the more disgusted Summer became by the possibility that some people would be storing soiled uniforms here between classes. The locker room smelled clean and fresh today, but that concept could quickly change.

Summer stored her gym bag, which only contained her comb and towel, in the large locker and then slipped out of her dress and hung it neatly in the locker. That quick and she was ready for class before the majority of her classmates had even checked in with Ms Frey. Not wearing underwear makes getting undressed quick and taking class in the nude makes getting ready even quicker.

Summer sat on the bench in front of her locker and checked her combination lock. Four, twenty-three, forty-four. Summer was delighted that she had a number that was so easy to remember. Four, two, three, four, four she quickly memorized. She tried unlocking the lock, locked it and then tried again before placing the lock on her locker. She was ready and eager to go, but some girls were still checking in with Ms Frey while others seemed to be taking an eternity to change their clothes.

Summer noticed that one girl had practically crawled inside her locker to avoid being seen as she changed. Another girl tried to hide her practically non-existent breasts while she changed from her regular bra to an athletic bra – neither of which Summer thought the girl really needed.

“You better get your PE kit on,” the owner of locker twenty said in friendly warning. “I understand Ms Frey can be rather rough on dawdlers.”

“I'm ready to go; I'm not wearing a kit,” Summer explained. “I'm taking PE in the nude.”

“Wow! Is that a new option this year?” the attractive girl asked, looking at Summer in somewhat awe. “I think I'd have the guts to go topless, but I'd be too embarrassed to have the boys see my privates. You must be really brave. You don't even have any pubic hair to help hide anything. The boys will see all of you.” The girl stopped to think for a moment. “Do you think any of the boys will be taking PE naked?”

Summer wanted to explain to the girl that taking PE naked wasn't actually a new option, but rather that she was a sorta special case, but she was interrupted by a loud shrill whistle. “Let's go ladies!” Ms Frey yelled importantly. “Down to the track and one lap before calisthenics.”

There was a collective moan from the girls as they headed out of the locker room. Evidently, unlike Summer, they didn't enjoy running. As eager as she was, Summer allowed the other girls to lead the way since she had no idea what direction to go. They exited the locker room at the opposite end from which they had entered and were at the bottom of a stairway. Summer assumed the stairs led up to the gymnasium. But the lead girls ignored the staircase and instead pushed open a door to an empty corridor and then another door to the outside.

Just like that, Summer found herself outside and sashaying across the parking lot toward the football stadium, utterly naked except for socks and sneakers. Obviously, this wasn't Summer's first time naked outdoors, but it was under drastically different circumstances than ever before . Today her body would be exposed to over fifty people, mostly her peers, who were not naturists and not naked. At that very moment from another door, the boys started swarming out of the building. They saw Summer at the same time as she saw them, and everyone seemed to freeze.

“What's the holdup?” Mr. Ginter yelled, his way now blocked by the flabbergasted boys in front of him. As soon as he spotted Summer, he understood why the boys were kayoed. He had recognized that Summer was an attractive young girl since the moment he had first met her, but now seeing her totally naked made him realize just how stunning she actually was. Thinking about how even more beautiful she'd be when fully developed caused him to suddenly sprout a full fledged boner.

“Stop staring at the poor girl,” Mr. Ginter shouted. “Haven't you little perverts ever seen a naked girl before? Better get used to it because she'll be taking all her PE classes nude. Now get a move on. One lap around the track before calisthenics.” Once the boys hurried off toward the track, Mr. Ginter surreptitiously adjusted his stiff member.

Summer appreciated Mr. Ginter's good intentions, but she didn't want the boys to stop staring at her. She loved the attention and very much hoped that she was the only girl that most of these boys had ever seen naked. She hurried across the parking lot and started down the steps leading to the track around the football field. While most eyes were on her, Summer watched as many of the boys and girls started their trip around the track. She was shocked to see that some of the students weren't even running, but had instead simply started a leisurely walk around the track.

When she saw an eager Chris waiting for her at the bottom of the steps, Summer hurried to meet him. “I love your PE kit,” Chris said in greeting.

Summer smiled. “You don't think it's too revealing?” she asked, laughing.

“I think you look perfect,” Chris replied. “And from the comments I've heard, most of the other guys think so too.” Chris chuckled to himself. “They were in the locker room practically praying that you'd go through with being naked today. Personally, I never had a doubt that you'd do it.”

“I love how you have confidence in me,” Summer gushed. “Do you think we'd get in trouble if I kissed you?”

“Definitely,” Chris quickly replied, nervously looking around. “No kissing, no touching and no offensive remarks. Mr. Ginter gave us a lecture about you. That's why we were so late getting out of the locker room. We can look at you, but other than that, you're strictly off limits.”

Summer wasn't quite sure how she felt about being declared off limits. She was kinda looking forward to some gentle groping. “What's with that group of slackers?” Summer asked, pointing out the unit of kids that was just walking instead of running. “Ms Frey instructed us to run the track.”

Chris just shook his head. “Welcome to the liberal twenty first century American school system where instead of issuing orders, teachers simply make requests and students only do what they want to do and no more.”

“You have got to be kidding,” Summer declared. “If I were their teacher and they didn't run, I'd put my foot up their ass.”

“Then you wouldn't be their teacher for very long,” Chris retorted. “According to my dad, teachers now-a-days are nothing more than high priced baby sitters. They have no power and get no respect. It's one of the reasons why the education levels in the U.S. are so low compared to other countries.”

“I think our teachers are good,” Summer argued. “And most of the kids in our classes try hard.”

“Summer, our class isn't a good example,” Chris stressed. “We're the best of the seventh grade in an extremely good school district. For every class like ours, there are probably a hundred in the country filled with kids who just don't give a damn. There are schools that have cops patrolling the halls and where teachers fear for their lives.”

“All the more reason for us to always strive to do our best,” Summer asserted. “What's the story with those guys gathered at the starting line?”

“That's Harry Potter and a few of his friends,” Chris replied. “Harry's always been into running, so I imagine they are going to have a race.”

“Do you think they'll let us join them?” Summer asked.

“Not sure if they'd want me,” Chris explained, “I'm not that great a runner, but they'd be brain sick to turn you down.”

“So they won't care whether I can run or not?” Summer asked, not sure whether to be insulted or complimented by that. “Did you say Harry Potter?”

“Yeah, Harry had a few rough years, but now that the whole Potter craze has died down, it's not too bad anymore,” Chris informed her. “His mother was an over-the-top fan of the books and movies. His sisters Hermione and Ginevra got the worst of it.”

Summer just shook her head. Suddenly her name didn't seem all that awful anymore.

“Harry, may Summer and I take part in your race?” Chris asked, approaching the group.

The boys hadn't been paying attention as Summer and Chris approached, but when they looked up at hearing Chris's voice, Summer immediately had their full attention.

“Damn, I thought old man Ginter was just putting us on,” Harry declared, physically gasping at the sight of Summer's nude body. “You're not only naked, but you're beautiful. God, you must be dying of embarrassment.”

“Not really,” Summer answered honestly. “I've sorta gotten accustomed to people seeing me naked. Do you think I should be ashamed of my body?”

“No, definitely not,” Harry said, thoroughly caressing every inch of her physical makeup with his eyes. Suddenly he saw Mr. Ginter appear at the top of the steps. “We better get going or the old man will think we're goofing off like those slackers who are walking. Summer, will you please start in the row in front of me?”

“Any particular reason?” Summer asked questioningly.

“Truthfully, I want to get a good look at that perfect ass of yours and it will be my only chance since once we start the race, I'll be way in front of you the entire time,” Harry said, giving Summer a little smirk.

“You wouldn't like to bet on that would you?” Summer asked, a challenge in her eyes.

“Summer, no,” Chris warned urgently. He had seen Harry run on numerous occasions and knew just how good the boy was.

“Maybe next time, love,” Harry said smoothly. “I'm not one to take advantage of a lovely lady when she doesn't know what she's up against. Chris will you please start us off?”

When Summer assumed her starting position, everyone in the grouping forgot about the race and practically everything else happening in the world. The only thing that mattered was that adorable ass and the precious little hairless cunt peeking back at them from between those fabulous legs.

“On your mark, get set, go!” Chris shouted.

Harry was the first to shake off his trance and realize that Summer had set off at a phenomenal pace. He wasn't worried though because he had seen many runners burn themselves out early in a race before. Never-the-less, he ran at a clip much faster than he normally would have. His intention was to catch her at the halfway point as she began to tire and then leave her in a cloud of dust in the home stretch.

He was a good strong runner and Harry did eventually catch up to Summer, but it wasn't at the halfway point like he had hoped, it was shortly after she crossed the finish line.

“Did you see that?” Mr. Ginter shouted excitedly to Ms Frey. “That's the type of competition that will win us medals. We'll have to make the cross country and track coaches aware of those two.”

Ms Frey smiled sympathetically at her older colleague. “I believe that Mr. Potter is already on the cross country team and in all likelihood intends to go out for track in the spring. Why disappoint the coaches by even telling them about Miss Spring's abilities? Superintendent Hastings might know a lot of people, but even he can't pull enough strings to get the State Athletic Commission to allow that girl to compete in athletic competition nude.”

“Wow, you're fast,” Harry said. “I want a rematch when I'm not distracted by your pussy and fabulous ass. How are you over a long distance? Have you considered going out for cross country?”

“I'm ready for a rematch anytime,” Summer replied happily. She was starting to like Harry. “I run 5K with my dad every morning, so I'd love to do cross country, but I doubt I'd be allowed to compete nude.”

Harry laughed. “I guess that would be considered an unfair advantage or distraction or something like that. Don't get me wrong, I prefer you being nude over wearing clothes, but couldn't you wear them just long enough for a race?”

“Believe me, I wish it was that simple,” Summer began. “I have a rare weird medical problem. It's sorta hard to explain. Have you entered puberty yet? Do you jerk off and cum?”

Harry was dazed. These were personal question about things he hadn't even discussed with his parents or friends. But for some unknown reason he liked and trusted this new girl. ”Yes, I have. I just started doing that, but thanks to you I'll probably do it a helluva lot more and yes, I shoot cum.”

“I shoot 'cum', too,” Summer admitted sheepishly. “It's not the same as what you shoot and I'm not likely to get anyone pregnant, but it looks the same. The problem is that it has nothing to do with sex and I can't control it. When my cunt gets hot and excited from exercise, it just starts squirting it out and the more I exercise the more I shoot. If I had panties on right now, they'd most likely be soaked and 'cum' would be running down my legs like I'd just been fucked by a horse. I've even tried wearing a diaper and it just makes it worse. It can get so bad that I actually pass out.”

“Thus far, the only solution the doctors have come up with is for me to keep my cunt exposed to fresh air,” Summer explained, spreading her legs far apart. “You'll notice that I'm not squirting now despite just running a race. Now it just happens that I'm a nudist, so I have no problem not wearing panties or being seen naked, but unfortunately others seem to have a problem with it.” Summer neglected to add that she was an exhibitionist and slut in training, but he'd find that all out soon enough.

“That's so wrong,” Harry said sincerely. “No one should be forced to expose themselves, but neither should they be forced to wear clothing if it risks their health.”

“Evidently Superintendent Hastings must concur with you,” Summer concluded. “At least I presume that is why I've been given a walk as far as the dress code is concerned, along with permission to take PE in the nude. Unfortunately his authority doesn't extend to athletic competitions with other schools.”

“Okay people, enough chit chat,” barked Mr Ginter. “Gather into two groups. Boys with me, girls with Ms Frey. We are going to sort you into four teams. The girls will pick two team leaders and the boys will pick two team leaders and then those leaders will select their teams.”

Ms Frey allowed the girls to nominate four leaders and Mr. Ginter did the same with the boys. Then the two boys and girls receiving the most votes were made team leaders.

“The four teams will be the blue team, the green team, the red team and the yellow team,” Ms Frey announced. “Harry Potter received the most votes and therefore will get to pick his color and initial player first.” Mr. Ginter held a hat up high and allowed Harry to pick a colored ball from it. It was yellow. Then the other leaders selected a color.

“As you are selected, form a line behind your team leader,” Mr. Ginter instructed. “Have I forgotten anything, Ms Frey?”

“Two things,” she stated. “First, team leaders, we realize that most of you don't know each other yet so you may point or describe the person you've selected, just be certain to keep that description in good taste. Secondly, we do not want all boys versus all girls teams, so you will alternate your picks between the two sexes, starting with your opposite. Harry that means you have first pick and it must be a girl.”

Harry hesitated only momentarily. “The beautiful blonde naked girl with the great... Summer.”

“Mr. Potter, a description is only necessary if you don't know the student's name,” Mr. Ginter emphasized, critically. “Miss Spring please join Mr. Potter.” He'd never say it out loud, but Mr. Ginter wholly agreed with Harry. Summer was a beautiful girl and among her many positive attributes, did have a great ass.

As the other team leaders selected their initial members, Harry discussed his next selection with Summer. “I really don't know any of the boys that well except for Chris. Please pick him,” Summer begged.

“Chris is okay,” Harry said, “but we can do better.”

“Pick Chris and I'll give you a blow-job,” Summer promised emphatically.

“Are you serious?” Harry asked, not able to believe the offering Summer had just made him.

“I never renege on a promise,” Summer swore.

“Look, Chris is an okay guy,” Harry agreed. “I'll pick him if it means that much to you, but forget the blow-job. I'd only want something like that if you really wanted to do it, not because you felt you owed me.”

“What makes you think I don't really want to do it?” Summer asked. “I'm a slut and just love to suck cocks. I'd let you fuck me, but I only just got on the pill and I promised Chris that he could be my first. If you're willing to wait till next week you can be my second fuck. I might be better at it by then.”

Harry surreptitiously pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He barely knew this gorgeous girl and she was offering to let him fuck her and what's more, she seemed totally sincere. How the hell was he supposed to concentrate on picking a team when all he could think about was humping this little minx. “I don't know any of these girls,” Harry admitted. “They must have all gone to other elementary schools. Do you know any of them?”

“Not really,” Summer said. “Some of them are in my other classes, but I don't really know them. That girl has the locker next to me. I don't know if she's any good at sports, but she seems nice and said she'd be willing to go topless.”

Harry laughed. “I guess there could be a lot worse reasons for picking her.”

Hi! Summer here. Neel says it's time to take a break. A lot more happened that day, but I guess it will have to wait until the next chapter. Please, if you like my story, tell your friends about it and drop me a note. I love hearing from readers.