Chapter 1

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft, Ma/ft, Consensual, Coercion, Heterosexual, Fiction, Humor, Cheating, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, Petting, Exhibitionism, Teacher/Student, Public Sex, School, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - In Chapter 17 of New Pleasures, Andy writes an erotic story about Sarah where Sarah is picked to be membership of a programme to be naked in school.

Sarah leapt out of bed the moment her alarm buzzer detonated the calmness of the Monday morning and she smacked her clock on the way out of her room towards the bathroom. She normally liked to snooze for twenty minutes and then drift off back to the land of dreams before being awoken forcefully by her mother and dragged into the car ten minutes late, but today was different. Today was the start of a very experimental week for her, her college and her country.

Sarah Bailey was the bastard love child of Tigger from Winnie-the-Pooh and a Playboy model. While this statement might not be factually true, it is as accurate a description as it is possible to get. As playful and wildly energetic as she is seductive and sexy, Sarah was known and admired by both sexes in all her classes and throughout the college. But it would be the half of her class that were male that would enjoy the forthcoming week the most as Sarah would be naked.

Sarah enjoyed the warm stream of water from the shower head, sopped her firm, youthful breasts with the soap and tweaked her nipples in the steamy room. A shot of warmth spread throughout her body and she sighed, leaning against the shower wall. She would not need to masturbate today, she just needed to be patient.

Sarah closed her eyes and used all of her self-restraint to just shower and wash her wavy, bouncy light-brown hair that tumbled down her attractive face, so often displaying a cute smile and welcoming blue eyes. She checked her mons and labia, they were still hairless. Her pussy needed to be alluring this week and stubble was most definitely not attractive.

She quickly dried herself and put on her white blouse and short tartan skirt, without bra and knickers; they would be redundant the moment she got to school anyway. She put on her black leather knee-high boots and admired herself in the mirror; she looked sexy.

Her mother looked at her daughter bounce into the room.

"You know we are not happy about this. Your father and I had a chat and we are not sure that this is a good idea," her mother said, looking at her concupiscent daughter with her teenage lustful eyes.

"Oh Mum," her daughter moaned and pulled herself up to her 5ft 8in height. "It's fine. It's a Government programme they are trialling. So I might get a bit naked or fondled. It's not that bad."

Her mother sat down on her chair and shook her head at Sarah. "Yes love, but why you?"

"Oh, we've been through this. Because the Government is forcing all schools and colleges to try it and they need a pair from each sixth form year to try it. If no-one volunteered they were going to pick the person at random and we had a chat as a group. Quite a few of the girls are still untouched and didn't fancy losing their cherry..." Her mum started at this and Sarah held out her hand awaiting the disapproving comment. While Sarah's mother knew that her daughter was sexually active, Sarah was certain that the prospect of her having sex on the school lawn in a loveless encounter watched by dozens of her classmates would turn her green. "It's OK Mum. It's not likely, you know how sensationalist tabloid reporting is. But they didn't want to be touched or lose their dignity this week so everyone who has had sex got added to a draw and I won." Her mother scowled at her and Sarah added, "or lost, I suppose."

This wasn't true. The moment the program was announced Sarah wanted to be the volunteer but as anger and then fury rippled to the surface in her year group she was not prepared to be labelled as "the slut" who wanted to be part of the experiment and so she proposed a ballot of all those girls who had lost their virginity.

She was amazed by how many of her classmates who suddenly forgot that they had had a pink sausage inside them, but she always expected this to happen. Instead of well over 100 names, just 16 girls admitted they were no longer a virgin and agreed to go into a ballot that was organised by her close friend, Ingrid. Ingrid gleefully rigged the ballot (as she was in it as well) so Sarah would win at her request although her friend admitted she didn't understand why.

The answer was simple: while Sarah was not a nymphomaniac, although to the leafy, conservative corner of Buckinghamshire she lived in, her sex drive was certainly well above average, she was a rampant exhibitionist. She liked people seeing her in all of her glory and adored being admired and fawned over. This week would as much bliss as it would be torture and she couldn't wait. She had fantasised about this week all weekend, since she was told she had "won" the ballot.

Sarah had butterflies in her stomach as her mother drove her to College. The reality of the week was just dawning on her and she suddenly wondered if this was such a good idea after all. She had a boyfriend, who lived across London and who was a little upset about the prospect of Sarah participating in "the initiative" but she was doing this to satisfy an itch he couldn't touch.

"The initiative" or Curriculum for Learning Increased Tolerance Of Receiving and Initiating Sex (CLITORIS) had been created by a crackpot University professor especially for the British youth. He argued that unlike other countries, the British were notoriously uptight and uncomfortable when presented with the concept of sex and sexuality. Often seen as a subject for behind closed doors, the country had a global reputation for repressing their sexuality. It had to change.

Professor Stephen Jenkins and his pioneering research team spent decades examining all aspects of the population's unease on sex and finally traced the fear back to the teenage years. They argued that if they could manipulate those formative experiences and make them more plentiful then the British would be as inhibited as an Italian nudist.

At first, their work was dismissed by all of the Political classes. "We will not subject our children to mindless sexual contact by over-aroused youngsters" thundered a well-known MP when it was first proposed but as the years passed and the British's repressed sexuality overtook the German poor sense of humour, the American war-mongering and Mexican laziness as the most repeated and, widely considered, accurate national stereotype, the Government wanted to act. "If we don't act now, then we might be more notorious than the French military," suggested a female back bench MP to howls of derision from Parliament and thus the Act of Parliament that enacted the CLITORIS programme was passed and named after her โ€“ the aptly named Mary Rogers Bill.

Thus the Government decreed that all schools, colleges and universities must assess whether the CLITORIS programme would work within their establishment and this inevitably meant that there had to be a feasibility study.

Sarah did not definitely know who the other three people โ€“ one from her year and two from the year above โ€“ who were also part of the CLITORIS project and they had been expressly told not to mention their participation to anyone at College.

It had to be a guy and she knew all of the guys had agreed that all of them would go into a ballot to be organised by Ingrid. Of course, she had some preferences but it didn't matter to her. She would be naked and it didn't matter whether she was with someone she liked or not, although she quietly indicated her preference to her best friend and let their own brand of randomness take its true course.

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