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Claudette of the North (ff+,mf,group,semi-cons,1st)
by Katie McN (katiemcn@my-deja.com)
(c) November 1999
***
NOTICE - This story is written for adults. If the total
corruption, degradation, humiliation and sexual exploitation of
an innocent Canadian girl is something you might find offensive,
please stop reading now. There's a bunch of other stuff just as
bad so consider yourself warned.
You should also keep in mind that this is a work of fiction and
certainly has nothing to do with my life or the life of anyone I
know.
This story is (c) copyrighted by Katie McN, 1999, but feel free
to post it unchanged anywhere on the Internet in places where
people are interested in this sort of thing.
With a dedication to Polecat who's turning out to be a good
friend.
---
Hi, I'm Katie Richardson, and do I have a problem!
Even though I'm just 14 years old, my parents think I'm just too
worldly. I could say I'm shocked, but really, they don't know the
half of it. Ha, ha, ha!
It started about three months ago when my daddy said he was going
to invite the daughter of one of his business associates to stay
for the summer.
You can bet I got suspicious right away. I sure did.
Daddy told me her name is Claudette. Yep, Claudette de Pardieu.
She lives with her family in some dinky little town in Canada
called Foleyet. Can you believe there are only two hundred people
living there? Damn, we have that many ranch hands working out on
our West Texas spread north of Stanton. Why, I can't imagine
anyone wanting to live in such a nothing place.
Well, it was pretty obvious to me that the parental units were
playing another one of their silly little games, again. Sure wish
I could do something to end this crap once and for all.
I knew what they had in mind all right and it was the same old
shit. Yep, they want me to associate with the *right* kind of
girl, and they figure the right role model is all it will take to
get me to change my ways.
Can you imagine them thinking some Mother Fucking Theresa type
can set me straight? <LOL> No fucking way!
---
Daddy told me to meet his Canuck friend at the Airport. He said
she was coming in at Dallas-Fort Worth on Thursday around noon
time on American Airlines.
Shit, it's an 8 hour drive from Big Spring to DFW over some of
the most boring roads in the world!
It would have been nice if she landed at Midland which is only a
few miles away from Big Spring, but no. I had to get up in the
middle of the fucking night and pick her up in Dallas.
Really sucks, let me tell you.
Normally I'd come up with a cool reason why I couldn't waste my
time running errands for my parents. I really know how to play
the part of the beautiful, spoiled, rich child - to the max!
Something told me I better get involved right away on this one. I
can't have the girl running loose, screwing everything up for me
all summer.
Thought that maybe, I could derail my parents' plans before the
train leaves the station and runs me over. I've been able to wipe
'em out in the past, and I was sure as shit gonna try to get 'em
again.
---
I asked Mike, our chauffeur, to give me a lift to DFW.
He's a cool guy and, wow, has he been around. Heard he starred in
a porno movie a few years back with all kinds of big name stars.
Can you fucking believe it?
Anyhow, Mike said he would be willing to drive me as long as we
stopped off at a couple of bars along the way.
Hell yes, and off we went.
Usually, a studly guy like Mike is just what this girl needs to
spice up a long trip. Kind of cute in a rugged, pervert sort of
way, if you know what I mean.
Must say, fooling around with that big boy did cross my mind once
or twice, but I just couldn't fit him this trip.
No, not today.
I've got to come up with a killer plan to turn the tables on my
parents and can't have any dalliances screwing up my thinking.
Work comes before pleasure, at least this time.
Pretty sure I'll come up with a plan to destroy this girl and I
know I'll have a lot of fun doing it.
Ain't no way my folks can mess with me and get away with it.
That's for damn sure!
---
Well, we finally arrived at DFW and parked the limo. Just hate
this fucking airport!
Who was the wise ass that figured people would want to ride
around for hours in these dumb little tram cars. Asshole
should've put the parking lot way closer to where the planes
land.
Seemed like it took us hours to get to the American Airlines
gate. Oh well, we finally made it so...
"Let the games begin."
---
"Wow, look at all the people standing around with nothing better
to do than meet people from Canada."
Mike and I were jammed in a crowd of really weird people who were
waiting to meet the plane. "How many people live in Canada,
anyway?"
Mike and I were trying to watch the passengers as they got off
the plane. We didn't know what she looked like and thought we
might have trouble finding her in this big old crowd.
Shouldn't of fucking worried about it...Nope.
It was pretty damn easy figuring out which one of the passengers
was the chick from Canada. Shit.
Just so you know, it was a typical Texas summer day. It was about
105 in the shade except there wasn't any shade to speak of at
high noon.
The damn heat is so bad here in Texas, a person would just
pass out in the street if she stayed in the sun too long.
Everyone was wearing shorts or something cool like the mini skirt
I had on. Wasn't wearing any panties so I was extra comfortable,
if you know what I mean.
I was watching everybody get off the plane when along came this
girl carrying a brown bag full of sausages and other crap. She
had a great big old camera wrapped around her neck like she's
trying to win a prize for photography or something. Holy shit!
She was carrying some kind of weird Eskimo doll under her arm,
too.
Well fuck me. The girl looked just like the "Ugly Canadian",
that's for damn sure.
Hey, don't start laughing just yet, partner. No, no. I haven't
told you the worst part. Not by a long shot.
Must say, she was dressed just a *little* different from the
folks around here.
First thing you'd notice was the wool skirt that hung on her just
like an old potato sack. Couldn't believe the damn thing was almost
dragging the ground. My, my. Never saw that exact color of drab
gray before.
She was also wearing a black, bulky knit sweater. Yep, bulky
fucking knit sweater. Yah, and it was buttoned up all the way
from her waist to her chin.
There was a great big old crucifix hanging around her neck on
some sort of chain. Well, I guess it did sort of fit in with
everything else she was wearing.
"Is that a bible in her hand?" Oh, shit, a prude and a religious
fanatic.
Never saw anything like her, before or since.
As you might guess, most of the people waiting at the gate were
kind of looking at her dumbstruck. Wow.
Yes sir, Claudette must be a real modest little girl, close as I
can tell!
And, just in case there was a chance someone could see any part
of her goods through all those clothes, she was also wearing a
shawl and some sort of fur hat.
Holy shit!
---
For some stupid reason, she was surprised when I walked right up
to her and said, "Hi Claudette. How you doing girl?"
She just sort of looked at me like maybe no one ever talked to
her before. Wow. It was real hard to believe we were the exact
same age.
I could see right away why my parents figured they had a winner
in this girl. She was going to ruin my whole fucking summer
vacation if I didn't do something real fast.
Why, the girl probably spends half her life on her knees praying,
while I spend half my life on my knees...well, I really don't
have time to go into that just now.
I decided right then and there just what I needed to do. You know
me, I just couldn't let my parents get the best of me. And of
course, you know they won't.
Think I'll let Claudette tell you the rest.
---
I'm Claudette de Pardieu and I am so happy to be visiting
America. What a wonderful place!
The trip to Dallas, Texas, USA was my very first flight on an
airplane. To tell you the truth, I never traveled more than 100
miles from home in Canada in my whole life and certainly never
thought I'd get a chance to visit America. I was so happy when
Mr. Richardson invited me to visit his family in Terxas.
My mother and I made several trips to the big city to purchase a
complete new wardrobe for my trip. I wanted so much to look just
like an American and tried to pick out clothes to fit my image of
you wonderful people.
Oh, yes, the big city I referred to is Timmins, Ontario, of
course. You must have heard of Timmins. It's way up north in
Ontario, and literally thousands of people live there.
Timmins is just over 50 miles away from my home and it takes
two days by dog sled to get there from Foleyet. It sure was
worth it. Just look at all these wonderful new clothes!
As you may know, Timmins is the fashion capital of Ontario, at
least for French speaking people. I such a lucky girl.
---
Well, I guess I can't call Timmins a big city any more! The whole
trip from Foleyet to Dallas was such a revelation!
I just never realized what a real big city was until I flew over
Toronto, Chicago and now Dallas. My goodness. How can people live
in those places?
---
I must say, I was certainly surprised when a girl walked right up
to me in the Airport and said,
"Hello, Claudette!"
Amazing. How did she know it was me?
Oh, I recognized her all right. It was Katie Richardson and she
looked just like the picture her father sent along with my
ticket.
Well, maybe the clothes were a little different.
Hmmm. Katie certainly was not dressed like the girls back home.
That's for sure.
A very short red mini-skirt that revealed some extremely
attractive legs.
Her legs looked even more interesting because of the 5 inch heels
she was wearing. Why, I never saw a young girl wear such shoes.
Mon Dieu.
She was wearing a tee shirt that stopped about two inches above
her belt. It moved provocatively up and down over her very flat
tummy as she strolled through the airport. It seemed that every
one of her steps revealed just a little more skin. Why, every man
in the place was staring at her. She sure was the most beautiful
girl I'd ever seen.
I guess I was staring, too.
Her gorgeous blonde hair was silky and thick. It was draped over
her shoulders in rippling waves that cried out to be touched.
It was hard for me to know just how tall she was at first. The
high heels added quite a bit to her height. I finally guessed she
was around 1.7 m in her bare feet.
Her body was quite nice to look at, too. She was slender and
couldn't weigh more than 53 kg at the very most.
<Translator's Note: Katie would be 5' 7" and 117 lbs. which,
of course, is the average height and weight for all adult women
in Texas>
Her well rounded breasts and butt looked sooo "adult" on her
rangy frame. I never saw such an incredible body on a girl her
age and can't really remember seeing one that good on anyone.
I was so shocked when I noticed she was not wearing a bra! Her
boobs bounced and jiggled under her loose tee shirt in a very
provocative way as she walked toward me.
Everyone was watching her and no wonder.
At the time, I thought she had to be very embarrassed by this
faux pas. Later, though, I found out the truth.
Her body was so easy to observe in her skimpy little outfit. She
certainly was so nice to look at, even if she was wearing vulgar
clothes.
I knew she was my age, but she seemed so much older from the neck
down.
She seemed so self assured and confident. I wished I could be
just like her. Maybe I will be some day.
Her face was simply angelic.
A bright red color made her lips stand out just so. I had never
seen such a perfectly shaped nose, and her large brown eyes
looked so amazing, set off by her long blonde hair.
I never saw such a beautiful girl.
---
"Okay, Claudie, just give Mike your ticket and all this other
stuff. He'll take care of your luggage and get all your crap out
to the limo."
Her voice. Deep and throaty. Why, she seemed so much older when
she talked. Her language was a little coarse, but this was Texas
after all.
A limo! I couldn't believe it. There are so few cars where I live
that I hardly ever get a chance to ride anyplace. I just knew we
would have so much fun together.
As we walked to the airport tram, Katie told me that it would
take 8 hours to get to her home in Big Spring, Texas. Oh how
wonderful, I will learn so much about America as we drive through
the beautiful and exciting countryside.
I live for this sort of thing!
She told me we would stay overnight at the Adolphus Hotel in
downtown Dallas because she didn't want to travel late at night.
I like her cautious attitude and knew right away that she and I
would get along so well.
She told me her daddy owned the hotel so we would be staying for
free. I so appreciate economical people and was very impressed at
her thriftiness.
But, best of all, we could go shopping right now, in Dallas!
She told me not to worry about spending money because she had her
Neiman Marcus Gold Card and it was just like getting everything
for free. All the bills went to her father's accountant and he
automatically paid everything without a question.
Katie thought I needed a few little things to flesh out my
wardrobe. Or, so she said.
I didn't really *need* anything, but thought it would be so
wonderful to have a few American things to show all my girl
friends back in Foleyet. They will be so jealous!
Mike dropped us off at the big department store on his way to
check us in at the hotel. I felt so very important being helped
out of the limo by a driver in uniform.
Katie and I were laughing and giggling and just couldn't wait to
go shopping.
Neiman Marcus is without a doubt the most wonderful store I've
ever seen.
You can find just anything you want there. The selection is so
fabulous.
Katie said she would help me get everything I needed. I wondered
what she meant, but kept my mouth shut because I didn't want to
look silly.
The women's department is right there on the ground floor. We
didn't really look at anything before she dragged me into the
changing room where she looked at my clothes and said,
"Claudette, I hope you noticed how hot it is outside. The weather
is going to be like this all summer long, and, while your outfits
are quite cute, they just won't do here in Texas. Not in this
summer heat."
I could see that. The heat was oppressive and perhaps a little
more informal attire would be all right under the circumstances.
First, she had me take off my fur hat and shawl.
She said that my sweater would have to go, too.
I got quite embarrassed when she told me to take off my wool
skirt. She just shook her head and said, "We're girls, Claudie.
What's wrong with you?"
She was right, so I decided it would be okay to remove it.
She just wouldn't stop!
I had to take off my blouse, slip, petticoats, long underwear,
wool stockings and almost everything else that I was wearing.
I was standing there in nothing but my white cotton bra and
matching panties!
She looked at me and told me that I was wearing the ugliest
underwear she ever saw. Next thing I knew, she had me take them
off, too.
I was completely naked! I couldn't believe it!!
She grabbed all my clothes and started to leave. On the way out
of the room she looked back and said she was going to burn this
crap and get me some real clothes to wear.
I was so shocked!
Oh my god! I was in Texas for less than two hours and here I was
standing totally nude in a strange little room. All my clothes
were gone, and what was I going to do?
The changing room had mirrors on three of the walls so people
could get a good look at what they were trying on. I couldn't
help but notice my body in those mirrors.
My goodness! It seemed to be almost as nice as Katie's.
I normally wear so many clothes that I don't ever get a chance to
see what I look like and I certainly don't spend all my time
looking in mirrors.
I didn't have anything else to do so I had to look at the three
Claudettes looking back at me. Kind of interesting in a carnal
sort of way.
I'm 5' 5" and weigh about 115 pounds.
My boobs are a real embarrassment.
They are getting so large and stick out so much, I just don't
know what to do. I can't seem to hide them anymore no matter what
kind of clothes I buy. And it's so difficult finding bras with
cups big enough for my boobs. Why, maybe that's why Katie doesn't
wear a bra?
My body is slender with nice muscle tone. I have very long brown
hair with red highlights that stand out in sunlight.
I *never* wear anything revealing in the sun, so my skin is very
smooth and white. I like to slide my hand over my skin sometimes
when I'm in bed at night because it feels just like silk.
I secretly like how I look, but it is sinful to lust after my own
body so I try real hard to ignore these thoughts, as much as I
can.
---
I stood naked in the changing room for a real long nervous time.
Suddenly, the door exploded open and in came Katie with a pile of
clothes.
OH NO! She left the door open!!
A whole lot of people were looking in, but she didn't seem to
notice.
I tried to cover up and couldn't quite get to the door with Katie
in the way. I was so embarrassed and didn't know what to do next.
Finally, I did manage to get the door closed somehow. Thank
goodness.
Oh, I'll never forget the crowd of people standing outside the
door, looking at me and saying all those things. Ohh my.
Katie held up something for me to look at. I'd never seen
anything like it, and when I asked her what it was, she told me
it was a garter belt. She said all the women around here wore
them to keep their stockings up.
Hmmm.
An interesting concept, but not very practical as close as I
could tell.
The little red item didn't look too sturdy at all. Almost looked
like it would rip right off if it got snagged on a tree or
something. Well, I really did want to fit in so I decided I
should dress like a typical American girl.
She showed my how to put the garter belt on, and then handed me a
pair of black stockings to put on next.
The stockings had seams going all the way up the back. She said
that I had to get the seams perfectly straight or I would look so
tacky. I didn't know what that meant, but thought it must be
important so I paid close attention.
Well, I tried and tried, but couldn't get the seams to line up
the way she wanted. Good thing for me that Katie was willing to
help me out.
She smoothed out the wrinkles and brushed the stockings around
until they were just right.
It took her quite awhile to get things the way she wanted. I
could tell she was a perfectionist, just like me.
When her hands rubbed on my legs, they started an interesting
feeling in my tummy which got even more intense when she moved
her hands up and down the inside of my legs above the tops of my
stockings. It was really intense when her hands moved slowly up
my inner thighs and almost touched my private area.
I never had feelings like that before and just didn't know what
to make of it.
Ummm.
I really do like feeling this way for some reason.
Next, she showed me how to attach the stockings to the garter
belt. I should really say she attached them. Katie worked so hard
to get everything just right.
Pulling, smoothing, pushing, rubbing.
Ohh, what's happening to me.
Oooo. She accidentally touched me *down there*. She didn't seem
to notice, so I didn't say anything.
Oo, she did it again. Again. Oooo. What's happening between my
legs. Such an amazing feeling.
Glad she didn't notice, I don't want to embarrass her.
Once I had the stockings on, she gave me something she called a
thong. It was red and matched the color of the garter belt.
It was soooo small!
I put it on and my butt was hanging out all exposed. Katie didn't
seem to notice so I guessed it was okay. Hmmm. American girls
dress so differently from us.
Next, she gave me a matching red bra to wear.
It was just a little snug and so it pushed my boobies up and out
in a suggestive way.
My goodness.
I told her that it was too just too small and didn't think I
should wear something so provocative.
She just said all the girls were wearing their bras this way and
I'd just have to get used to it.
Well, it was not very me, that's sure, but I went along with her
because I didn't want to make a scene.
After I put on the sexy bra, she had me put on a black leather
skirt and see through white blouse.
My, my.
I told her I couldn't wear a blouse that let everyone see my
underwear, specially when I was wearing a bright red bra
underneath the blouse. It was disgraceful!
"Look a here Claudie. You can hardly see your nipples through
that bra. And, besides, people would have to be real rude to look
at you that close. I just don't understand your attitude, girl,
when you look so nice in these new clothes."
I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I just shut up.
She gave me a pair of shoes to put on after that. The heels were
very, very high, but not quite as narrow as hers. Thank goodness
for that.
I tried real hard to walk, but it wasn't easy at first.
Practiced for a little bit and started to get better walking
around. After awhile, I was able to walk okay, I guess. Seemed
real funny, though.
"Baby, you are so beautiful! Just look at yourself. Styling at
Neiman Marcus. Who would have thought."
Her enthusiasm got the best of me so I decided to wear the
outfit. Now that I think of it, I didn't have much of a choice
since my other clothes were gone. Guess she did burn them or
something.
"Now, I just knew that these clothes would fit you perfectly and
so I ordered bunches more. Everything is being sent to the hotel.
Mike knows just what to do and will take care of putting
everything away for you."
She looked at me in that strange way of hers. It made me real
nervous.
"Claudie, you look real peaked, darlin. Need to give you just a
little bit of color, girl."
Don't know how she was able to put so much makeup in her purse.
Before you could say Oh Canada!, she painted my face just like
hers.
Kind of interesting, but very strange for me.
I never wore lipstick or any other sort of makeup before that
day. Why, I looked like some sort of fashion model. How amazing!
When she finished with my makeup, she jumped up and said,
"Now it's time for us to play, baby!"
I was so very excited, and I couldn't wait to see what was going
to happen next. I just knew it would be so wonderful.
We caught a cab outside the store and drove to a place she knew.
I thought I heard her wrong when she said we were going to a
"tittie" bar. Was I surprised when the cab pulled up in front of
this horrible place.
Well, I didn't really want to go in, but couldn't very well stay
outside either. So, I went along with her thinking she must know
what she is doing.
End Part 1
---
What a scary place! As soon as we walked in the door, a large
gentleman stopped us and said, "You babes got any ID."
Well, I knew that we would be quickly thrown out being that we
were both 14 and all. Thank goodness, and what a relief.
I guess I underestimated Katie, though. She looked right at the
big guy, gave him a great big smile and said,
"Damn straight partner, here's our ID!"
She handed him a large denomination bill and another great big
smile. Well, it was American money so it was worth something, and
so, instead of just throwing us out, he just grinned and said,
"Right this way ladies! Any seating preference?"
"Hell, yes! Right down front big boy. Want to see them titties
fly."
I was shocked!
I'd never heard anyone talk like that before. Certainly, not a 14
year old girl. Well, I'd never been in a place like this before
either. America is a very interesting place.
In no time at all, we were seated down front, right next to the
stage.
Just as soon as we sat down, an attractive young woman came up to
our table and said, "Six drink minimum, ladies."
Where were her clothes?
Couldn't believe she didn't realize she had almost nothing
covering her body. My goodness, I could almost see *everything*.
Katie told me that we had to drink a certain amount since it was
house rules or something like that. Of course, we had to go along
just to be nice. It's the Canadian way. Club rules and all.
Katie ordered three double shots of tequila and three Lone Stars
for both of us.
"No use trying to keep track, girl. Let's just order up now and
get it over with right away."
Well, it seemed like a good idea to me, at the time.
She told me to drink the double shot of tequila in one gulp. I
did what she said, but it sure burned my throat going down.
Yeeeps.
Katie said I was doing it all wrong, and it was easy to tell she
was right from the fire in my throat.
"Rub this lime on the back of your cute little hand, Claudie.
Okay, now shake a little of this salt on your hand, too. Good
now, lick the back of your hand and pound down another double
shot, girl."
She was right.
The shot of tequila didn't burn as much the second time. Why, it
was kind of tasty, in fact.
She encouraged me to try another shot since I was starting to get
the hang of it. Well, it did seem like a good idea at the time.
Next shot went down *real* smooth, I must say.
Katie really wanted me to learn this new American custom so she
gave me all of her shots to drink for practice. It sure was fun
learning something new and so American.
I started feeling dizzy after awhile and thought I might get
sick. Shouldn't have worried. Katie told me the funny feelings
were from wearing all those wool clothes in this hot weather.
Yes, yes that seemed right, and it sure was a good thing she got
me these new Texas clothes. I was feeling real aired out and
comfortable.
She told me to drink a beer to clear my head.
Somehow a beer did seem like a good idea. I drank one down real
fast because it tasted so cool and good. Finished the second one
real fast, too, and then sipped on the third one. Didn't want to
overdo it, that was for sure.
About that time, a real nice looking girl came out on the stage.
Oh dear, couldn't believe how big her boobs were.
She didn't seem embarrassed by them or anything. Very brave of
her.
She started dancing on the stage all by herself. How nice. She
was dancing by herself just like we do at home.
I'm not allowed to dance with boys back home in Foleyet, so I
learned to dance watching myself in my bedroom mirror, just like
the girl is doing. Well, not *just* like the girl is doing, I
guess.
The dancer started out wearing underwear of some sort. She didn't
have it on for long, though.
She took off her clothes real slow, one item at a time. She was
dancing all around the stage, talking to the guys sitting in the
front row and just having a good time while she took off her
clothes in time to the music.
I couldn't believe it when she ended up wearing absolutely
nothing, but her high, high heels. She just really couldn't know
all these people!
I was so shocked until Katie explained it to me.
Katie pointed out that all museums and art books had nude
studies, and this was really the same thing.
Instead of picture art, the nude dancer was performance art. At
the time, she seemed to make a lot of sense. I was still real
dizzy from the heat, so maybe I wasn't thinking too straight.
Apparently, the patrons of this establishment liked art.
They were screaming and yelling and gave the girl money and
everything. I thought it was quite nice that they stuck all those
bills into her garter belt and stockings so she wouldn't lose
them.
I told Katie how all the girls in Canada have to dance by
themselves because no one is allowed to dance with a person of
the opposite sex. Some sort of law, I guessed.
She looked at me said, "Why not dance by yourself right now?"
Well, I just couldn't dance in front of all these strange people.
Why, it just wouldn't be right.
Really don't know how it happened, but I somehow ended up on the
stage. Katie was pushing, the nude girl was pulling and I was
just moving along. Seemed as though things were a little blurry
right about then.
I perked right up and was so excited when I heard "Taking Care of
Business" by Bachman Turner Overdrive blast out of the speakers.
This song is considered to be the height of culture in Canada. I
felt it was so marvelous dancing to such a patriotic piece of
music.
When I looked back at our table, I saw Katie standing up on a
chair and hollering out something to me. I listened more closely
and heard her scream, "Show some legs, Claudie!"
The skirt I was wearing was so short I felt I was already showing
a *lot* of leg.
But, I guessed I wasn't doing things right, and figured I'd
better get with it or everyone would think I was a foreigner.
Well, I thought it wouldn't hurt to pull my skirt up just a
little bit in the back.
I guessed right. When I pulled my skirt up, the patrons all
cheered and hollered. Why, I felt just like a star and guessed I
was finally doing things right.
I have to admit, after I heard the roar of the crowd, I started
showing off a little bit. Got carried away and pulled my skirt up
a little bit more. Guess everyone liked watching me do it because
the cheering got louder as my skirt went higher. Americans are so
nice.
It wasn't till I had a chance to look in the mirror next to the
stage that I realized my skirt was up to my waist in the back.
I just blushed and turned so red.
All the people in the place could see my butt wiggling around to
the sounds of BTO. Mon Dieu!
I looked over at Katie to see what I should do. Figured she would
tell me to get off the stage and be very mad at me for being so
darn immodest.
Guess I was wrong. She was on the table now and hollering out
that I should take my skirt off.
It didn't seem to make any sense but I did it anyhow. Wasn't
thinking too straight for some reason.
She yelled for me to take off my blouse next. I really didn't
mind taking it off since it was transparent and people could
already see everything underneath it.
I was having such a good time dancing around the stage when I
suddenly realized I was standing there in nothing but my bra,
panties, garter belt, seamed nylons and high heels.
I couldn't believe I was so daring but somehow it didn't seem
wrong because I was having so much fun. No, it just couldn't be
wrong.
I thought I was doing just fine, but I guess I wasn't daring
enough for Katie.
I could hear her hollering out for me to take off my bra. She was
saying something about art. Well, the other girl did take her bra
off, so I somehow decided it would be okay being this was an
artistic interpretation and all. Anyhow, I was in America so who
would know?
Katie got me to take my panties off, too. I was afraid that I
would embarrass and offend everyone when I stripped off, but they
all cheered so I knew I did the right thing.
I sure had a wonderful time dancing around the stage and all.
When I did stop for a second near a man sitting right by the
stage, he slipped a bill into my garter belt.
How very nice! A reward for my dancing.
I wondered if other people might just do the same thing and
danced closer to the edge of the stage. Oh, how nice! Quite a few
other people put bills in my garter belt and stockings. Some of
the guys had little accidents and touched my private areas by
mistake, but I'm making a fortune here, so who cares.
One man had a twenty dollar bill in his hand and waved it at me.
He wouldn't put it in my garter belt or in my stockings like the
other guys did. No. He told me to get on my hands and knees and
reach out for it with my mouth. Seemed quite silly, but why not?
Twenty dollars is a lot of money where I come from.
I tried and tried to bite that bill, but he just kept moving it
around so near and yet so far.
I could feel my boobs bouncing all around while I tried to get
the money. I thought it might be suggestive, but I really wanted
the cash. I hoped those people behind me weren't looking between
my legs. I just knew they could see everything.
I finally was able to bite on the bill and after I pulled on it
for a minute or so, he let me have it. Hard work, but worth it.
Another man rolled up a twenty and told me I could have it as
long as I didn't touch it with anything from the waist up.
Huh? Had to think that one through cause I wasn't going to leave
any cash on the table.
Well, I guess you could say I really was kind of fresh!
I grabbed on to my butt cheeks and spread 'em wide. Then I
squatted down over the bill and tried to grab it with the crack
of my butt.
After a few tries, I was able to clamp the twenty with my butt
cheeks. Quick as I could, I stood up and danced away with that
money. Pretty smart, huh?
The boys in the audience loved my ingenuity, too.
They all cheered and applauded as I tried to get the money. I
hoped they weren't offended when I squatted down and spread my
legs real wide. I'm sure everyone knew this was the only way I
could get the bucks and I really hoped they tried real hard not
to look between my legs.
I was so lucky to be with such a polite group of guys. Not a
single one complained about me exposing myself like that. They
just cheered me on like good sports while I tried to trap that
cash. Wonder if Canadians would be so nice in similar
circumstances?
A very nice man dressed in a silk suit rolled up a $100 bill and
showed it to me.
He told me I could have it, but couldn't use my butt to get it.
He thought he had me there, but I figured this one out, too.
My plan to get the money was going to work, but it was so
embarrassing I had to dance around for a minute or two to work up
my courage. Well, a hundred bucks is a lot of money, so I just
had to do it.
Normally, I simply *don't* touch myself between the legs, period.
In this case, though, it seemed like the only way to get the
hundred.
First, I squatted down over the bill. Next, I pulled myself apart
"down there" and tried to squat on the money the guy was holding
in his hand.
How silly!
I fell over with my legs flying up in the air!
Must have been a real sight for the audience. They didn't seem
embarrassed even though I just knew they saw everything I had
between my legs. Well, they all cheered so I guess they didn't
think it was so bad.
I just love Americans.
The man kept moving his hand around and I kept squatting on it,
but finally after four or five more tries, I was finally able to
pick up the money using nothing but my nether lips.
I felt kind of weird dancing away from the guy with his money in
my private parts. Well, I did get a lot of support from the
audience which made up for my embarrassment, I guess.
After about two hours or so, I just got so tired I had to stop
dancing. I really liked all the attention, but had to sit down
and rest.
No one in the audience seemed to mind that I was only wearing a
garter belt, stockings and heels when I plopped down next to
Katie at our table. That was a good thing because I didn't have
the energy to put on my clothes.
I drank a couple more beers because I was so hot and worn out
after all the dancing. They really hit the spot.
I didn't feel dizzy any more. No, I just felt real happy to be
having so much fun with my new friend Katie.
And, can you imagine my surprise, when I counted my money and
found I made $682. People in Canada have to work a whole month in
a lumber mill to make that kind of money.
America is such a great place.
Katie looked around and said that we better leave. She thought
some of the guys were starting to get a little "fresh".
I was very surprised about that since they all had been so nice
to me earlier. Maybe it was the alcohol. Drink sometimes gets
people to do the strangest things.
I'm sure glad that I never let demon rum get the best of me.
I looked around for my clothes, but couldn't find them anywhere.
My new clothes. Oh, how terrible!
Katie grabbed me and said we had to go, now. She looked real
nervous so I knew we just had to get moving and out of that
place.
We ran for the door as fast as we could.
Well, not really too fast because the high heels made it hard to
move. I seemed to be getting dizzy again, and that didn't help
either.
Sure glad she decided we should leave when we did. The attitude
of the crowd really seemed to have changed for the worst.
I couldn't believe just how rude these people were.
Why, they were pinching my butt, squeezing my boobs, trying to
put their hands between my legs and just about anything else you
could think of. I couldn't understand why anyone would want to
molest a young girl. My goodness.
We finally made it to the street.
I felt relieved at first, but then realized I was standing on a
public street in Dallas with my wares on display for all to see.
I tried to cover up, but you can only hide so much with two
hands. Wished all those people could have been more polite and
not stared at me like that.
Katie got us a cab after what seemed like forever. Thought the
cab driver was going to have an accident when he kept looking
over his shoulder at me, completely nude in the back seat of his
cab.
Finally, Katie got mad at him and said, "What's wrong with you
bubba? Never seen two cowgirls before?" I didn't know what she
was talking about, but it seemed to get his mind back on driving.
Thank goodness!
We arrived at the hotel a few minutes later. I was really afraid
to get out of the cab until Katie said not to worry.
"Claudie, this is a high class hotel and no one will be rude
enough to look at you without your clothes on."
Well, I stepped out of the cab and found out right away she was
wrong - big time.
Seemed like we attracted a massive crowd as we walked up to the
front desk. I couldn't believe all the people who were looking at
me and saying all kinds of rude things. I just turned red as can
be.
The desk clerk recognized Katie and handed her a room key. "Here
you go Ms. Richardson. Room 1469 as requested."
We quickly headed for the elevator and escape from all these
people.
The crowd followed us all the way across the lobby, screaming,
yelling and trying to grab me everywhere.
Quite a few people got on the elevator with us, too. I was very
surprised that so many people decided to go upstairs at the same
time. Why, the elevator was so full, I was afraid we might be
breaking the law by having more than 2,200 pounds on board.
We were packed in the elevator like sardines. I couldn't believe
that people were accidentally touching me everyplace.
I'm felt so bad that I was embarrassing them like that. I
apologized to a few people, but they just looked at me kind of
funny. They must of known I was a foreigner and really didn't
mean to be so rude.
I so wanted to fit in.
We finally fought our way through the crowds and got to our room.
I was so happy to be inside and far away from the giant crowd
that followed us all the way to the door.
After looking around the room for a minute, I asked Katie why
there was only one bed. She said that the hotel was full and we
would just have to make do with this king size. Well, we are both
girls so I guessed it really wouldn't matter.
She ordered some dinner from room service and then went off to
take a shower. I was a little hungry after all the excitement so
food sounded pretty good to me.
When she came back, she was all shiny and new. She also was naked
and not seeming to care at all.
My goodness, the girl has no modesty!
Sure will take some time getting used to the way things are done
in the States. Well, I'm going to try and fit in, but it sure
seems like there's a lot to learn.
I went into the bathroom to get cleaned up myself. All the
traveling and excitement really tired me out, and a shower
sounded like a wonderful idea.
Took a nice long, relaxing shower. After I dried off, I realized
I didn't have anything to wear except the sexy underthings. Oh
well, if Katie walked around nude, I could, too.
I walked into the bedroom without realizing that the bell boy was
already there serving dinner.
At first I just stood there with my arms hanging at my sides in
complete shock.
I finally, came to my senses after a minute or two. Then, I
squealed like a little chipmunk and ran back into the bathroom.
Katie came through for me one more time. My friend brought me one
of her tee shirts to wear. It was real big and covered everything
very nicely thank you.
After I slipped the shirt on, we both went back to the bedroom to
see what we had for dinner.
We must have looked silly to the bell boy. He kept staring at us
like the rude person he was. I wished he would just finish
serving and leave.
Oh, oh. I didn't know what to do when I noticed Katie sitting
there with her legs spread apart. I'm sure she didn't realize
that the bell boy could see her private area. I was afraid to say
anything because I didn't want to embarrass the poor girl.
The boy kept staring between her legs and when he got up to get
something, he crashed into a table and fell on his butt.
Katie didn't seem bothered by his stupid behavior. She told him
he could leave and we'd finish serving the meal ourselves. I'm so
glad she didn't notice him sneaking looks at her secret place.
The bell boy didn't seem to want to go, but she just pushed him
out the door and that was that.
After dinner, we both hopped in bed to watch television. Katie
said she was real tired and fell asleep almost as soon as her
head hit the pillow.
I watched a couple of TV programs and then decided to hit the hay
myself. Oh boy, couldn't wait for another big day tomorrow.
Katie seemed to toss and turn a lot while she slept. She was
dreaming about something serious, I guess. Poor girl. She had to
get up real early to meet me at the airport and must just be
exhausted.
I just love my new friend, Katie. She certainly went out of her
way to help me have a good time on my first day in Texas. What a
darling girl.
I was just dropping off when somehow Katie's arm wrapped around
me. I decided not to move because I didn't want to wake her.
Oh no. Her hand touched my boob. I can't believe it. Her hand
squeezed and caressed both of them this time. What kind of dream
was she having anyway?
I decided not to do anything about it right then. It would be so
difficult to explain to her if she woke up. I didn't want to
embarrass my new pal.
A few seconds later, her hand moved from my breast down to my leg.
It was like an electric shock having her hand touch my bare skin.
Her hand slowly moved up and down my legs. It almost felt like
she was examining them.
Her fingers traveling lightly over the bare skin of my legs
caused a very strange feeling in my tummy. I just didn't know
what was happening to me and I felt very nervous.
I really would like to know what her dream was all about. For
some reason, she was pushing my tee shirt up and, in no time, she
had it above my boobs.
I didn't know what to do! She touched my bare boobies with her
hand and rubbed her naked private parts against my butt. What
kind of dream was she having?
Katie kept playing around with my breasts and backside.
Squeezing, pinching, pulling, touching.
For some reason, I was very hot and very wet between my legs. I
couldn't figure out why this was happening to me.
Her hand started moving down my tummy toward my private parts. I
tried to move away because I knew she would be so embarrassed if
she found out she touched me *there*.
Well, she had me wrapped up in such a way that I ended up laying
on my back instead of getting away. I was worse off because her
leg somehow slipped over mine and now I couldn't close my legs,
so my secret spot was open and vulnerable.
Her hand kept moving toward my privates. I expected the worst and
sure enough, her hand touched my little bush, lightly at first,
and then she squeezed me real hard.
Oh my. I'm not supposed to like this. I just couldn't believe
another girl was touching me "there". Hmmm. For some reason, it
didn't feel that bad, in fact...
My goodness. Her finger was on that sensitive little thing hiding
in my secret place and moving around. She wasn't stopping. Oh.
Ooh. Oooooh.
Her hand was rubbing my bush now. It was moving slowly, but very
firmly up and down between my legs.
What an interesting feeling!
One of her fingers was trying to get inside me. Well, she won't
be able to get inside me, that's for sure.
Ooops! I was wrong. I'm so wet down there that her finger just
slipped inside me with no trouble at all.
She moved her finger all around inside my hot little place. Her
finger made a kind of relentless in and out motion. I tried very
hard not to let this trouble me, but couldn't help myself.
Something seemed to be happening to my body that I didn't
understand.
I tried real hard not to make any noise, but couldn't control
myself. I started making little moaning sounds at first, and then
I got a little bit louder as things progressed. Finally,
something happened to me that never happened before.
What a shock, my first orgasm! Ooooooh! Ooooooh! Ahhhh! Yeeeeps!
I really started getting loud and noisy as my body writhed and
moved with the motion of her hand. She kept it up and moved her
finger even faster than before. She put two, no three, fingers in
my hot little place.
I couldn't believe my tight little private area could hold four
of her fingers - what was happening to me?
I hoped the wonderful feeling would last forever. And, when it
was over, I wanted more. How sinful. I thought I would have to
say some prayers, but didn't have a chance to get started, when
suddenly...
Katie sat up, all wide awake, and said, "How did you like my Class
A hand job, Claudie?"
I was so shocked when I realized she was awake all the time. My
goodness. What would she think of me?
"You don't have to tell me how much you liked it, Claudie. You
sure let the world know that you liked it a whole lot. Wheee
doggie!"
I could feel the heat in my face as I blushed and turned three
different shades of red. Oh no. What would I do?
"Okay, Claudie. Your turn now, darlin. Why don't you do me the
same sweet way?"
Well, she did make me feel good, and I couldn't say I let her
give me a hand job just because I thought she was asleep. Sounded
kind of stupid when I thought about it. Just had to go for it
because it seemed only fair after all she did for me.
I never did anything like this before so I decided to just repeat
everything she did to me. So, I played with her boobies first.
My, she was quite receptive to my first tentative efforts so I got
very brave.
End Part 2
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Kind of liked the power of being able to get someone to bounce
around on the bed and make all those cute little sounds. Think I
may have played with her breasts a little longer than she played
with mine, but she didn't seem to mind at all.
You probably won't believe it, but I got real curious and just
had to see what she her private area felt like.
I slowly moved my hand between her legs and started rubbing her
nice and slow right on the cute little slit part. Guess I'm
getting it right because I'm hearing nice little purring sounds
coming from her.
I moved my hand a little faster and got an even bigger reaction.
My goodness. She was as just as loud as me and didn't seem to be
embarrassed at all.
She grabbed on to me and gave me a "real" long kiss. Oooh. That
felt so nice. Didn't think a girl could make me feel like that.
Didn't know what to do so I just kissed her back and that kiss
lasted a real long, long time.
I could feel her tongue in my mouth kind of searching around so I
sort of welcomed it with my tongue. Wow, I almost passed out
before we finally stopped.
We kissed and touched and fondled and examined and played with
each other for a long time. Must have had about 3 more orgasms at
least, but could really keep track cause I was soon into what we
were doing.
"Okay Claudie, time to learn something new."
By this time, the blankets were on the floor and the bed was a
complete mess. It was real easy for her to start kissing my boobs
because they were right there, all out in the open. She softly
bit my nipples and kind of sucked on the those little things that
seemed to be reaching out to her mouth.
Off came my shirt. How'd she do that? Oh, what a nice feeling!
Ummm, ummm!
She kissed her way toward my private area. What a feeling of
anticipation as she slowly moved toward the hot place between my
legs.
She started kissing me "there". My goodness.
I could feel her tongue moving around the same way it examined my
mouth. Probing. Pushing. Seeking. I hoped she wasn't thinking
about trying to put it in "there".
Yes, she was! Oooh feels so good. What was happening to me?
First, I noticed her moving her body toward me. Then, she slipped
her leg over my head so I could look up and see her private area.
Finally, she just kind of settled down on my face and it was so
easy for me to respond to her.
I kissed her between her legs and licked on the hot area that she
put so close to my face. I could taste her juices in my mouth.
My, how nice she tastes. Seemed very personal and all. Kind of
friendly in fact.
Got my tongue inside of her next. It was real easy to do so I
guess she was ready for me. Guess I'm doing a good job after all.
We started pleasing each other real nice after I got the hang of
things.
Once I had my tongue working inside her just right, I was able to
think about other things to do.
I used my hands to fondle her butt. It was so nice and soft and
cuddly.
I was able to touch her breasts some more. They felt so firm and
nice.
I moved my hands all over her silky smooth skin.
My goodness, never thought girls could have this much fun with
each other. I really, really, really liked it.
Katie showed my so much more that night. Things I couldn't
imagine and everything made me feel so wonderful. Orgasm, after
orgasm, after orgasm.
Best of all, she told that none of what we did was in any way
sinful. (Thank goodness for that!)
I couldn't believe her at first, but it made good sense after I
thought about what she said.
She reminded me that "boy and girl" contact was considered sinful
by the church, but friendly touching by girls was never
mentioned.
She was so right. Why, not one single priest or nun ever said
that getting it on with a girl was wrong.
How wonderful!
She also told me that I should get it on with girls a lot because
it would relieve my tensions and I would not be overwhelmed by
sinful, sexual urges for boys.
So neat, I could feel real good and avoid sin at the same time.
How wonderful!
Now that I knew sex between girls was not sinful, we kept it up
for hours. I learned a lot of new things from Katie that night,
except how to sleep.
In the morning, we fooled around a little more before we got up.
Sadly, we had to leave for Big Spring even though I wanted more,
more, more.
Katie told me we would have plenty of time together when we got
back to Big Spring so I reluctantly decided I could wait till
then.
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"No Katie! I won't wear these shorts. My butt is hanging out all
over the place. And this halter top. Why, you can see almost
everything. Who ever heard of a girl wearing high heels and
shorts? Seems silly to me."
You know Katie. She picked out my clothes and just made me go
along with her way of dressing. Since she wore the same kind of
clothes, I figured it was the way people did things around here
and I'd just have to go along.
Mike the chauffeur tried to get our luggage organized, but Katie
played a little joke on him.
Just as he was heading for the door with a couple of our bags,
she bent over and picked up her purse. She did it without bending
her knees one bit. She pointed her cute little butt right at him
and we watched Mike walk right into the wall. Real funny. Ha, ha.
I decided to have some fun, too. When he got up off the floor and
headed for the door again, I picked my purse up the same way. It
was so funny watching him walk into the closet. Crash. Hee, hee.
We laughed about it after he finally left. It was so funny - just
can't figure guys out!
We didn't have much to do for the eight hours it took us to drive
to Big Spring. Good thing the limo had a refrigerator stocked
with long necks. Normally, I didn't drink beer, but after the fun
we had the night before I couldn't understand why people thought
drinking was bad.
We polished off half a dozen beers apiece as we motored down the
highway. I was starting to feel real good and kind of loose if
you know what I mean. Just like the night before, but I didn't
plan on taking off a single piece of clothing, though. That sort
of thing was all behind me now.
Oops. Wrong again. The window between the driver and us was
opaque. The other windows were smoked over so no one could see
in.
Katie kind of snuggled up to me and next thing I know she's
giving me a great big kiss. A real kiss, too.
My goodness. Her little tongue sure does feel good sneaking
around inside my mouth like that!
Well, one thing led to another and somehow she got my halter top
off and was playing with my boobs in a way that really got me
going.
It was a lot harder for her to get my shorts off cause they were
so tight. Had to help her out there.
Since I wasn't wearing any panties, I found myself sitting on
that leather seat with nothing covering my butt. The leather felt
kind of interesting and strange rubbing on my butt like that.
One thing led to another and before you know it we were both
completely nude.
Well there was plenty of room in that big car so we were able to
do just about everything two girls could do to each other.
I was so happy when I remembered it was not sinful to touch
another girl's boobs and private parts and it was so much fun to
do it. Lots of fun when Katie kissed, touched, sucked and
squeezed every little part of me, too!
We put our clothes back on when we pulled into the long drive up
to the Richardson Ranch. I was disappointed when I found out that
Katie's dad wasn't there to meet us. Her step mother, Dora Lee,
was there, but in a hurry to leave. She said she was on her way
to Dallas for a week, and she knew we would do a fine job taking
care of ourselves.
I must say that I was quite surprised we would be left alone for
a whole week. First time in my life I was without adult
supervision.
Soon as Dora Lee was gone, Katie told me that she had a party
planned for the evening. She said she wanted to introduce me to
all her friends. Oh boy, we're going to have more fun!
I just couldn't get over how nice Katie was being to me. She
really knew how to make a girl feel welcome.
She had the servants make up a buffet and some snacks for our
party. Once they were done with their work, she told them they
could have the rest of the evening off. They were gone in no time
at all.
After the servants left, I helped her carry ten cases of beer and
a case of assorted bottles of liquor from the storage room. My
goodness, she must be expecting quite a few people at the party.
She said we had to dress for the party since it was such a
special occasion.
She picked out a silk mini-dress for me to wear and told me that
girls normally didn't wear bras with this type of dress. Looked
real tacky seeing the outline of the bra and so forth, according
to Katie. She also said that I better wear pantyhose instead of
stockings. Certainly wouldn't want to be embarrassed by people
seeing the outline of a garter belt through my tiny little dress.
I never in my life went without underwear, but thought I would be
daring just this once because I didn't want to disappoint
Katie.
She dressed differently herself. Yes, her clothes were sexy as
could be and certainly showed a lot, but...
She wore a G string, garter belt, cute little panties outside the
garter belt, a push up bra, full slip, really tight tee shirt,
sexy mini-skirt and heels just as high as mine. Never saw the
girl wear so many clothes, before or since.
All the other guests arrived by 8 PM. Katie's friends were so
nice to me. I just love American hospitality.
We probably drank too much, but no one really cared because it
was summer vacation. Katie and I could sleep in late the next
day, too.
We were dancing and having a great time. What fun. First time I
ever danced with a boy. Danced with a couple of the girls, too.
Gee, I wonder why girls dance better than boys? My, my, what do
those boys have in their pants anyhow? My goodness.
About 10:30 Katie said that it was time to play a game. I didn't
know what to expect, but went along with her 'cause everyone else
seemed so excited.
She said we would play strip poker with house rules.
Well, I knew what poker was all about. It's the national sport of
Canada of course. You learn it before you even go to school where
I come from. Had a bad feeling about the strip part and got real
nervous.
Thank goodness for a friend like Katie! She came right over to me
and said, "Now don't you worry about a thing, Claudie. We're all
friends here and it will be so much fun."
I told her I was nervous about taking my clothes off in front of
strangers. She just said not to worry.
"There are seven other people here, Claudie. Why, by the time you
have to show anything, plenty of other skin will be on display so
don't worry a bit."
Well, I wanted to be a good sport and couldn't see myself not
playing along when everybody else was having such a good time.
Figured I'd just blend in with the crowd and see what happened.
We played Showdown Poker. No thinking in this game. Cards tell
the whole story.
According to the house rules, the winner decided what item of
clothing the loser had to take off.
Katie was the dealer for the first hand and everyone seemed to be
getting a decent hand except for me.
Looked pretty bad from the start. When the final card was turned
over, I lost and Ellen was the winner.
Ellen looked at me with a big smile on her face and said, "Let's
make this interesting right away. Why don't you take off that
cute little old dress, Claudie?"
Oh my. I didn't have much on underneath and I wasn't going to do
it until I saw Katie looking at me. Well, I couldn't let her
down.
I stood up and tried to take off the dress. I was real nervous
and the dress was so tight. It took me forever to get it off.
Everyone was looking at me the whole time. Oh my.
I finally got my dress off and realized that I was as good as
naked.
My boobs were bouncing all around. I wasn't used to going without
a bra and didn't really know how to control my breasts as they
jiggled around for all to see.
The panty hose was totally transparent so you could see
everything front and back. I felt even more naked wearing those
high heels.
I tried real hard not to show how embarrassed I was.
Just decided to act real brave and I slowly sat down without even
trying to cover anything. Well, it was hard to remain calm with
everyone watching me like that as you probably could guess.
I seemed to lose every other hand. In no time at all, I was
completely naked and no one else had taken off more than one
shoe. I sure was the center of attention and not liking it one
bit.
Well in no time at all, I lost again and found out what the
second house rule was all about.
When a person didn't have anything to take off, the winner got to
think up a one minute penalty for the loser.
Well, I certainly wanted to be a good sport so I decided to go
along with it.
Deirdre was the winner and she said my penalty was to kiss all
the boys.
That didn't seem like much to do, actually. It would take me at
least a minute just to give each one a little peck on the cheek
and sit back down.
Was I wrong!
Each boy grabbed me and kissed me real hard. Stuck their tongues
in my mouth and I felt them examining different parts of my body
while they were kissing me.
Didn't know that kissing had to do with rubbing my butt,
squeezing my boobies, putting a hand between my legs and stuff
like that.
Couldn't believe how much I liked it. My goodness.
Everyone was watching me being kissed and fondled by all the boys
and I just turned so red. I was real relieved when it was over. I
felt all flushed and warm. My, my, my.
When I lost the next hand, Billy Joe told me I had to kiss all
the girls this time. Well, I thought that would work out a little
better for me, girls and all.
Nope.
The girls did all the same things the boys did except that it
took twice long to get around the room and there were only three
of them!
They sure didn't hold back with the touching and squeezing. Never
thought girls would do stuff like that in public. Funny thing,
though, I liked it just as much as when the boys did it to me.
The girls sure turned me on a lot. Gee whiz!
Katie was the last one I kissed. She knew a few tricks that
really got me going.
I was so into Katie that I didn't notice the other two girls
sneak up from behind until they jumped on us.
They started tickling me and touching me all over. I ended up on
my back with my legs spread real wide.
Two of the girls grabbed a leg apiece. Pulled 'em apart so
anyone could see between my legs. I couldn't cover up no matter
how much I wiggled around.
I think Deirdre put her hand between my legs and started rubbing
me real nice and slow. Somehow she got one - no make that two -
uh, three fingers into my hot little pussy. <Did I say that, I'm
sounding just like Katie!>
I was so turned on and hot that I stopped trying to get away and
just laid back and enjoyed those girls working me over.
My goodness, the girls were acting way worse than the boys!
Squeezing my boobs. Fingering inside me. Grabbing my butt. I was
shocked! They held me down so I couldn't do a thing about it.
Good thing I didn't want to do anything about it or I might have
been upset.
We got back to card playing once that was over.
Good thing 'cause it was kind of embarrassing having an orgasm in
front of all those people. I'll just have to learn how to do it
without making so much noise in the future.
Well, I had a real bad losing streak and those penalties sure
were tough.
I had to play with my boobies for a minute while everybody
watched and made suggestions.
Thought I'd have an orgasm rubbing between my legs like that.
Never thought the minute would be up.
Seemed like a real long time.
Thank goodness I got to stop before I embarrassed myself.
Did make a little noise, but nobody said anything. They were
watching real closely, though.
I had to do all kinds of things to myself and the to the other
people in the game. Just about everything anyone could imagine, I
guess. I was real turned on and didn't care anymore who was
watching me.
Suddenly, Katie stopped the game. Thank goodness. That sausage
Bobby Joe wanted me to use on myself as the penalty for losing
again seemed pretty darn big. Couldn't see how I could fit it all
inside me, no way.
I didn't think I could take another minute of this game either.
Katie looked right at me and said, "Attention everyone. Just
thought you all would like to know that Claudette is a virgin."
I couldn't believe she would say that to everyone. I turned red.
How embarrassing.
"As you all may remember, one of our house rules is the Sharing
Rule. Yep, according to the rules, Claudie has to share getting
her cherry popped with all of us."
Wait a minute! I was saving myself for marriage. Couldn't believe
they'd expect me to have sex with someone here in front of
everybody.
Katie could tell by the look on my face that I was ready to back
out. She just smiled at me and said, "Look Claudie, you already
got it on with me quite a few times. You're not really a virgin
anymore. Fucking one of the boys is just a technical detail."
While I was thinking that through, she was dealing out cards to
the four boys.
"Okay boys, got four cards here, ace to four. Ace goes first.
Good luck to all of you."
Goes first! What was she talking about. I wasn't ready to take on
one boy, let alone four.
Jimmy Joe got the ace. He pushed down his pants and briefs real
fast. Then, he pushed me down in the middle of the floor and put
my butt on a pillow so I was sticking right up *there*.
Everything happened so darn fast, I just didn't know what I was
doing.
I thought it would hurt a lot, but I was wrong about that, too.
I guess I was really ready to go after all that fooling around we
did earlier.
Or, maybe it was his cute body that distracted me. Guess it
wouldn't hurt if I just grabbed on to his ass for a second or
two. Hmm, his chest felt kind of nice, too.
After the first few seconds of pain, I only felt him pumping me
real hard while I played around with his body.
My goodness. Didn't realize that my "down there" could grab on to
his dick like that. Very nice feeling, hope he likes it.
In the background I could hear everyone hollering and yelling. I
never imagined anything like this for my first time. There was
Katie saying, "Go for it Jimmy Joe. Get that girl's cherry, boy.
Wheee doggie!"
Jimmy Joe took about two minutes to finish up. Soon as he was
done, Joe Paul pulled me up on all fours and took me from behind.
That was even worse.
Everyone could watch me. My hands were on the ground so I
couldn't stop my boobies from bouncing all over the place. For
some reason though, I had a major orgasm, or, was that two short
ones?
Even more embarrassing for me was being in a position where they
all could see every little nook and cranny of my body.
And, the noise, oh my god.
When I screamed out at the height of my orgasm, Billy Joe stuck
his dick in my mouth. I didn't know what to do at first.
I heard Katie say, "Suck that boy's dick right off, Claudie
girl!"
So, I started sucking on him and holding him real tight while he
pumped away at my face. I had a boy on each end working me real
hard and it sure did turn me on in a funny way.
Joe Paul lasted a lot longer than Jimmy Joe. But, he finally
filled me up and as soon as he pulled out, Joe Joe got behind me
and started playing around.
Sure was glad Joe Paul stayed in front of me. He sure had a nice
body and real nice to look at. Real nice.
I thought Joe Joe was going to stick his real nice looking dick
into in my hot little pussy.
Nope.
Felt his finger playing around with my tiny little asshole. Kind
of surprising that he would do such a thing. Felt like he was
rubbing some cream in there.
Next thing I know, he's sticking his great big dick into my
asshole. Thought he made a mistake at first and never expected
that monster dick would fit in that little place.
Well, whatever he rubbed on my asshole helped him get that big
old thing inside me with out any problem at all. My goodness!
At first I didn't like it, but once he got going, I developed a
real appreciation for what he was doing to my butt.
The two boys got in sync and really started a fire inside of me.
Pretty hard to keep track of sucking and fucking at the same
time. Somehow I managed and got better as time went by.
Must of had about six orgasms while the boys were playing around.
Suddenly, Billy Joe just exploded in my mouth.
Hey, this stuff tastes real good!
Swallowed it all down and sucked on him awhile until I was sure I
got every last drop of his cool stuff.
The excitement must of gotten to Joe Joe, too.
He came in my asshole. I could feel it fill up with his hot
juice. I kind of wished he had come in my mouth so I could have
tasted him, too. Although, I must say, it was real nice having
him do me in the butt so I guess I shouldn't be greedy.
I was wiped after all that and ready to just pass out.
Never suspected my first time and fourth time would all happen at
the same time. As Katie would say, "Wheee doggie!"
I thought we were finished, but I thought wrong.
Katie said that I owed all the girls because I had sex with their
boyfriends. It was only fair that I do something nice for each
one of them.
One thing you can say about Canadians is that we are fair, so I
decided I had just had to go along with Katie on this one. She
hadn't steered me wrong so far.
Katie sat in a chair she put in the middle of the room and pulled
up her skirt in front of everybody.
Next, she had me kneel down between her legs. She pulled her
panties to the side and said, "Go for it, girl. I'm sure you know
just what to do."
She was right. I didn't even give it another thought, just dove
right in and it was real easy for me to do all the stuff I knew
she liked so much. I didn't seem to care that everyone was
watching me go to town.
When I finished with her, I got it on with the other two girls.
Each one sat in the chair and I got on my knees between their
legs. I lapped their pussies like a dog in heat. Loved the taste
of those girls and just couldn't get enough of their juices in my
mouth. Real nice tasting pussies, if you ask me. They sure did
like what I was doing to them and let the world know it.
The other two girls took less time than Katie to get off. Guess
they were getting turned on by watching me and I certainly was
getting turned on doing them!
By the time I finished with the girls, I noticed that the boys
had their clothes off and dicks sticking out like flag poles.
Looked like they were getting ready for seconds. All four of them
sticking out like that. Never saw anything like it.
I was so turned on at this point, I was ready for anything. Which
was just what happened. I didn't know people could do all those
things to other people! Wow, sure did like it!
I must of got laid about 15 times. Gave 10 or 12 blow jobs, too.
I don't know how many girls I went down on or went down on me,
but I didn't miss anybody that's for sure.
I learned all about hand jobs, rim jobs, fisting and all kinds of
stuff you never see in books.
When the morning finally came, everyone decided to go home. Katie
and I got into her bed. I thought I was worn out and ready to
just fall asleep. But Katie had other ideas and we were still
able to do each other a few more times before we both passed out
from exhaustion.
When we finally woke up sometime in the late afternoon, I thanked
her so much for all her hospitality.
I sure was happy to be staying with her for the summer.
The End