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Part 1: Freshman Year
This is a story about one young girls adventures through high school. Let me introduce "Jenny".
When Jenny was about 15 when her family moved from Indiana to Florida. She would be starting high school as the 'new kid'. They arrived and moved in during August of that summer and it took them all a while to get used to the weather. Florida was much hotter than Indiana. The area where they lived was kind of an upscale urban development that had many newer homes in a nice residential neighborhood. Their home sat in the middle of a cul-de-sac, which butted up against a small public park in the back yard. A pathway that lined the park ran directly behind Jenny's home and just past the small hedgerow of bushes that encased her backyard. Jenny's second story bedroom overlooked the back yard and she had a great view of the park.
Overall, Jenny was a fairly outgoing person and made friends rather easily, but moving to Florida was particularly hard, especially at this age. Until school started, she hadn't met a single person. The month leading up to school caused her to become a little more introverted than normal.
It only took a few days at her new high school for Jenny to realize that she didn't really care for her new surroundings. All the other kids already new each other and she began to feel isolated and alone. Because she was an attractive young girl at 5'6" tall with blonde hair and striking blue eyes, Jenny felt picked on by the other girls. "Is it my fault that I'm better looking than you are?" she'd ask herself when she was snubbed by one of the many small clicks of girls.
Even the boys seemed to ignore her. Jenny wondered if the other girls were saying mean things about her behind her back. It wasn't long before Jenny's mind began playing tricks on her. She often worried that the other girls in her class hated her for some reason. It felt like no one ever talked to her unless they had to. Then it was only a few short words, but nothing personal.
Jenny couldn't wait to get home at night. She'd run to her room and sit in silence and just think.
While all this was going on, Jenny was also becoming more and more curious about her body. Like many young girls, her behavior and curiosity were perfectly normal. She loved to look at her developing body in the bathroom mirror after taking a shower. One of the first things she noticed was how her body reacted after being touched.
She bristled with goose bumps the first few times she accidentally touched her breasts, specifically her nipples. She noticed how hard and rubbery they became when she played with them. She noticed tiny bumps emerge on them as the nipple protruded and stiffened. When she pinched them or pulled on them, she could feel it deep inside and she often felt her vagina tighten in response.
She made her parents buy her a full-length mirror for her room, soon after that. She wanted to watch herself now more than ever.
It wasn't long after she got her new mirror that she began playing with herself nearly every day after school. She'd run to her room and silently close the door. Her parents assumed she was doing her homework and never thought to disturb her, but they were totally wrong. Instead, young Jenny would strip naked and look at herself in the mirror. She loved to twist and turn and look at every curve.
Years later, Jenny admitted - quite openly in fact - that she rarely did homework during her freshman year. She spent hours looking at her developing body, feeling her breasts and touching her pubic hair. She loved the feel of her pubic hair and often ran her fingers through it. She loved the way her skin rippled with goose bumps sending shivers up her spine when she delicately brushed herself.
It was about this time that Jenny started fantasizing. As she stood naked in front of her mirror, she began to think about how mean the girls at school were treating her. She'd lie back on her bed and close her eyes and picture them grouped around her, taunting her, teasing her, and making fun of her. Jenny's mind watched the girls surround her after school. The angry group of taunting teenagers pushed her behind the football field and under the bleachers. Jenny was scared. There were so many of them and they were all angry.
She covered herself as best she could, but they kept pushing her between them and yelling insults like, "Bitch, whore and slut!" The anger in the group seemed to grow worse the longer it went on. She worried that they may beat her up. Her heart raced as her fear grew and she began to sweat.
Jenny tugged on her nipples and rubbed her vagina as she continued her fantasy.
She heard one of the girls shout, "Strip her!" and Jenny nearly passed out. She tried to run, but she was surrounded and the crowd of irritated girls pushed her back in the center. With her arms tightly clenched across her chest, Jenny tried to hide her body. But it was to no avail.
One girl flipped her skirt from behind and showed her panties. The hooting and hollering of the girls added to Jenny's humiliation. Her mind raced with insane possibilities. She was VERY scared for her safety and pleaded with the girls to leave her alone. "Please, don't do this, PLEASE!"
The girls sensed Jenny's fear and it only served to heighten their excitement. Two girls grabbed Jenny's blouse and yanked it upward. Even though Jenny struggled and pleaded with them to stop, they continued until it was over her head. With one brutal jerk, they pulled it from Jenny's grasp leaving her with only a bra and skirt.
Desperately, Jenny tried to cover herself again. Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded again and again for the girls to stop, "Please, I'm begging you, PLEASE don't do this to me! What have I done to you?!"
Jenny's screams fell on deaf ears. Once her top was off, Jenny knew it was just a matter of time before other items were ripped off as well. And she wasn't disappointed.
Seconds later, she felt the clasp on her bra snapped like a twig. When she tried to cover her breasts, her skirt was yanked down and she almost tripped.
The girls were going crazy now, taunting her, laughing at her, and making fun of her panties and her predicament. Jenny was humiliated, scared and...and...aroused. Here a group of angry teenage girls and despite the inherent danger was stripping her in public, yet she almost seemed to like it.
Jenny's vagina saturated itself in wetness as she continued to rub herself. Each time she pinched her nipple, another spasm tweaked her vagina and sent a new surge of moisture between her legs. At the time, Jenny didn't realize that she was well on her way to experiencing her very first orgasm.
The closer Jenny came to complete nudity in front of these girls, the closer she came to orgasm. Her fingers were moving up and down her moist slit and made small circles around her clitoris. Each time she allowed her finger to touch the sensitive nub, it took her breath away. Jenny's breathing was choppy and inconsistent as she pictured the crowd of girls closing in on her.
"Get 'em off!" yelled one of the girls, referring to Jenny's panties.
And before Jenny could react, she felt her panties grabbed at the waistband and yanked to the ground. Instinctively, she reached down to grab them but as she doubled over her bra fell off.
One girl pushed Jenny and she stumbled out of her clothes and she left them behind. She desperately tried to cover herself from the leering eyes of the girl mob, but each time they pushed her, her hands flailed about to help her catch her balance. And when they did that, all the girls could see her smallish breasts.
Suddenly one of the girls grabbed Jenny from behind and locked her arms behind her head in a full Nelson. Jenny couldn't move because her toes barely touched the ground.
It became readily apparent to all the girls that Jenny was aroused by what was happening to her. Her nipples were hard as rocks and protruded like pencil erasers and her vagina and inner thighs glistened with obvious arousal.
"Look at that," one of the girls said as she pointed to Jenny's vagina, "she's excited!"
It was true. Jenny was excited. She could feel her vagina swell with arousal and her breathing suddenly stopped when she felt a building pressure deep inside. When two girls grabbed her knees and spread her legs so that everyone could get a better look at her swollen, oozing vagina, it was more than Jenny could take. The liquid wall within in her burst like a dam and she groaned loudly, "Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!" as her first orgasm coated her fingers.
Jenny's hips bucked involuntarily and her body convulsed with deep spasms as she expelled copious amounts of fluid from her vagina. She continued to rub herself until the spasms finally subsided somewhat.
Jenny's eyes rolled around in her head as she lie on her back, and recovered. She didn't know what happened exactly, but she knew she LIKED it, A LOT!
Jenny's newfound ability to give herself orgasms became an almost nightly ritual. She'd fantasize about the girls at school treating her like dirt and she'd bring herself to a glorious orgasm. She loved imagining them humiliating her in front of the boys or her teachers. It made her wet just thinking about it.
One evening, Jenny caught a glimpse of her naked reflection in her window. She moved a little closer and she liked what she saw. She began to slowly and seductively dance, swaying her hips back and forth, running her hands up and down her sides and through her hair. As she gently cupped her breast and began to lightly pinch and roll her nipple something caught her eye and she stopped.
Jenny changed her focus from her reflection to something outside. She stepped close to the glass and placed her hands against it so that she could see out. As she glared into the early evening darkness, she gasped when she saw two shadowy figures scamper from behind the bushes and run along the park trail. Someone had been watching her!
Jenny's mind raced with fear and her skin grew cold and clammy. She didn't know what to do. She worried that if she were to call the cops that they'd wonder what she was doing naked with the drapes open anyway. She figured her parents would freak, too. She wondered just how long they had been there and what they had seen. Did they see her dance?
Jenny freaked. She closed her drapes and laid on her bed. The more she thought about someone watching her, the more aroused she became. The more aroused she became, the more relaxed she became. She convinced herself that she did nothing wrong, which she hadn't. She masturbated to the fantasy of people watching her through her bedroom window and brought herself to another wonderful orgasm.
Pretty soon, Jenny began to leave her drapes open at night and walk around naked while the light was on. The first few times she walked by an open window were both nerve wracking and arousing at the same time. She knew it was wrong, but she felt an overwhelming desire that emanated from deep within her loin that drove her past any guilt. The tingling goose bumps that covered her body as she sauntered back and forth in front of the open window, filled her with sensations like she'd never experienced before.
Secretly, Jenny hoped that it was some of the neighborhood girls and she was determined to find out. So a few nights in a row when her parents had left town, leaving her older sister in charge of her, she left her light on in her room and she snuck out back and hid behind the bushes. On the second night, she struck pay dirt. She heard whispers coming from down the trail and she held her breath as a pair of girls quietly approached. She watched them as they crouched down behind the bushes and stared at her window. Nervously Jenny listened as the two girls whispered, "Do you think she'll be out tonight?"
"I don't know, but I hope so."
"Can you believe she just walks around naked in her room like that?"
"I know. She's such a slut."
Jenny's heart almost skipped a beat when she heard that. It was true. The girls at school WERE talking behind her back.
The girls watched quietly for almost half an hour before one of them said, "Hey Remy, doesn't look like she's coming out tonight. I gotta get home."
"Yeah, me too. Hey, Barb, wanna come back here tomorrow night? It's Friday night and I heard her parents were out of town. Maybe she'll give us a real show then."
"Yeah, maybe, but count me in."
Jenny now knew who the two girls were and after they left she went back to her room. She closed the drapes and sat down to think. Both girls were from her class at school and she had Barb in her History class. The thought of them watching her was both scary AND exciting. She thought about what Remy had said and she laid back on her bed.
Jenny changed into her pajamas and laid back down. She couldn't get the two girls out of her mind as she slipped her hand inside her PJ bottoms. As she began to slowly caress her vagina, Jenny wondered what she should do. Should she report them? If she did, what would happen to her at school? Or should she actually give them the show that they wanted?
Jenny felt a rush of wetness seep from her vagina and that answered her question for her. Now it was just a matter of deciding 'how' she would do it. No sooner had she circled her clitoris, than an idea popped into her head. She masturbated to an orgasm and went to sleep knowing exactly what she was going to do.
The next day at school Jenny could hardly wait for History class. When the bell rang, she ran to class and sat down. A short time later Barb entered the room and sat down in her chair right in front of Jenny. Jenny watched Barb's face as Barb refused to make eye contact with her. Jenny felt like Barb actually flipped her shoulder at her as she sat down. Jenny's heart beat faster as she worked up the courage to implement her plan. She took a deep breath and leaned forward and whispered to Barb, "It's been so hot here lately, don't you think?"
Jenny waited as Barb just shrugged her response. Jenny continued, "I can't wait to get home tonight. I think I'm gonna take a nice cold shower and relax."
Jenny could tell this peeked Barb's interest and Barb turned around and said, "Oh yeah?"
Jenny knew she had Barb baited so she added, "Yup. My sister and me are going out to dinner and we'll be back around 7. That's when I plan on taking my shower and relaxing."
"Hmm, sounds like fun. Enjoy yourself," Barb said.
"Oh, I plan too," Jenny replied with a sly chuckle, "I plan too."
Jenny could hardly wait until 7. With her parents gone for the weekend, she made sure that her sister had someplace to go for the evening. She wanted the house to herself and she made sure her sister was gone by 6:30.
Jenny ran around the downstairs and opened all the drapes along the backside of the house. She turned on all the lights and locked all the doors. She scampered upstairs and stripped naked. Her arousal was almost too much and she wanted to masturbate in the worst way, but she didn't dare. Not yet.
Jenny hid in another room and watched for signs of Barb and Remy. At precisely 7pm they showed up. Both girls were dressed in black and crouched behind the hedgerow. Jenny's heart was pounding so hard, she thought they might hear it all the way outside. She was determined to give them a show they'd NEVER forget and there was no better time to get started than now!
She walked into her room and just puttered around for a minute or two. Then she went downstairs into the family room with huge sliding glass doors. She walked past them and into the kitchen several times, before opening the sliding glass door and turning on the patio light.
Jenny opened the screen door and peeked outside. She knew that no one could see her from the sides, so she stepped onto the patio completely naked. This was the first time she'd ever been outside naked and she loved it. The sensation of freedom and wrongdoing were a mixture that heightened her already aroused state. She slowly walked through the back yard toward the hedgerow.
Jenny was feeling so excited that her vagina was practically dripping. Her nipples were hard from the cool air and the sensation of what she was doing.
About six feet from where Barb and Remy were crouched was a cut in the hedgerow that enabled someone to walk through and into the park. Jenny was feeling so 'heady' from her arousal, that she decided right there and then to cut through the hedge and walk naked in the park while the two girls watched.
Jenny turned sideways and slipped into the hedgerow. The branches lightly scraped at her tender skin as she slipped past them and into the park. She was completely naked and off her property for the first time in her life. She thought she was going to pass out as she stood on the other side of the hedge and within six feet of the crouching silent duo.
Jenny was so high on her arousal that she wanted more. She walked at a slight angle away from the hedge and further into the park, but also closer to where Barb and Remy were hiding. As she stood with her back to the girls, naked and bathed in moonlight, Jenny stood not 8 feet away and in full view of the two curious girls. She began to rub her breast with one hand and her vagina with the other.
A small bead of sweat formed on her lower back as Jenny furiously rubbed herself as the two girls behind her held their collective breath and watched in awe. Jenny could no longer contain her excitement as she rapidly reached an orgasmic state. Without thinking of consequences or anything bad, Jenny spun around quickly to face her two peeping toms. She never let on that she knew they were there and she fingered herself to a very satisfying orgasm as they gaped in disbelief.
Jenny's knees almost buckled as she groaned and expelled more sticky liquid from her loin to the delight of her two classmates. Feeling especially nasty, Jenny brought her hand to her nose and smelled them before she licked her own cum from her fingers.
Quickly Jenny gathered her wits and scampered back into the house. She shut off all the lights and closed all the drapes as the reality of what she'd just done began to settle in. She worried what Monday would bring, but reveled in the delightful possibilities.
Much to her surprise...and disappointment...nothing happened on Monday. However, this behavior went on for months during the school year. Neighbor kids told their friends and their friends told other friends and soon it seemed the whole school knew about her nightly escapades. It became a sort of 'urban legend'.
Certainly Jenny knew she was being watched and she loved it. She would look out her window frequently. When she saw someone was watching, she rubbed her breasts or pinched or pulled on her nipples while massaging her vagina for the neighborhood peeping tom. Jenny loved the way it made her feel. Kind of dirty but in a VERY sexually arousing way! It took all her nerve and guts to stand there, naked, in full view of anyone that happened by and openly massage herself while they watched. But the 'heady' high she got from exposing and touching herself while someone watched, was almost more than she could bear, in the beginning anyway.
During the latter part of her freshman year she had begun to masturbate herself to orgasm nearly every day. She'd get home, close herself in her room, strip, open the drapes and stand naked in front of the window. She'd rub her breasts and stroke her vagina until she felt her wetness grow. She often fantasized about masturbating in front of her gym class in the locker room. It really turned her on to think of masturbating while girls watched her.
She said her first orgasm was the most memorable. The first time she accidentally touched her clitoris it took her breath away. Her stomach tightened and she actually jumped when her fingertip scraped across the sensitive nub. But when the initial 'shock' left, she had to try and re-create it. That's when she began using two fingers on one hand to spread her labia apart. Rubbing or pinching her clitoris gave her incredible sensations. She felt her wetness grow and grow as her stomach and anus tightened and relaxed repeatedly. Her mind was numb with arousal. The outrageous sensations she was giving herself were almost too much and she was having trouble breathing. She kept furiously rubbing her clitoris over and over. She'd pause only briefly to dip her finger into her own wetness to drag it up to her clitoris for more lubrication before continuing. Minutes later, she convulsed with her first orgasm. Her hips bucked involuntarily and her vagina secreted fluid in spasmodic response as she groaned and moaned loudly. At first she thought she hurt herself.
So that's how Jenny's freshman year began with lots of self-discovery and public masturbation. By the summer between her freshman and sophomore years, Jenny needed newer and more daring things to get herself aroused. She began to wear smaller and skimpier clothes whenever she could until her mom said "no way" and put an end to her enticing behavior.
But that wasn't about to stop Jenny. She opted to take her 'lewd' behavior to new heights of excitement. She soon became bolder and bolder with her masturbation. She began to frequent public restrooms for the excitement of masturbating while the stall next to hers was occupied.
Jenny would follow some unsuspecting girl or women into the restroom (she was usually at the mall or something). After the other person was sitting down and preparing to pee, she'd close the door on her own stall and immediately take off her blouse and drop it on the floor between them. Jenny knew the other person would see the garment and get suspicious. In her mind, the other person figured that she (Jenny) didn't know the 'other' stall was occupied. Therefore, they normally stayed quiet and said nothing.
She'd wait a second or two and then drop her bra on top of her blouse. So now she's sitting in a public restroom topless and waiting to see if the other person was staying quiet to "watch the show" or leaving. If they stayed quiet, she proceeded.
Jenny could feel her "juices flowing" when she'd step out of her skirt and panties and drop them on the pile of clothes between the stalls. The thought of masturbating while the other person listened, separated only by a thin metal partition was a tremendous high for her. She'd bring herself to a noisy climax, making certain that the other person knew EXACTLY what she was doing in there.
She'd calmly gather her clothes and get dressed before exiting. Jenny chuckled at the reactions of some of the women but she merely shrugged her shoulders and washed her hands. Some were shocked, some were disgusted and some were aroused. She openly flirted with the ones she suspected of being aroused by her public masturbation. She hoped that someday, someone would ask her to "do things".
Jenny never feared getting 'caught'. She was underage and just didn't care. She was so totally engrossed in her own sexual satisfaction that the thought of getting caught just didn't seem real.
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