The Hots
Copyright© 2025 by Alan C. Zumwalt
Chapter 1
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A high school girl finds her body going through changes that go FAR beyond puberty.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Paranormal Mother Father Daughter Group Sex White Female Oriental Female First Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts Public Sex Teacher/Student Transformation
It all started when I was walking down the hall. I had just left my locker, and was heading to
Trig class. There was a test that day, and I was in a rush.
Suddenly, I felt a squishing feel between my legs. My vagina was wet with fluid, and with every
step, my pussy was leaking onto my panties under my skirt. Soon, I would be dripping down my leg.
How could I be horny? I had been aroused like this before, when I was alone in my room,
fantasizing about my favorite movie or pop star. But all I was thinking about when walking down the hall was the difference between a cotangent and an arc-tangent.
Fortunately, I was close to a restroom. I bolted into the facility and the only empty stall left.
Pulling down my panties, I examined my situation. My labia, or pussy lips, were swollen and
dark purple. My vaginal fluid was dripping out in amounts I had never seen before. The lips were
gaping open, not the usual for my neat slit. I tried to push them together, but they felt squishy and
would not behave.
My clitoris was also swollen, like I had never seen it before, and sticking out from the top of my
vagina. Intrigued, I reached down and touched my clit. The slightest touch set off a wave of
sensations through my body. I would have cried out or moaned loudly, but I had the presence of mind
to cover my mouth with the other hand.
Pulling my hand away, I started to figure how to fix my current problem. Grabbing a wad of
toilet paper, I tried to staunch the flow. I managed to stop it for the moment, but was not sure I had
stopped it for good.
A sudden burst of inspiration hit me. I pulled up my panties and stepped out of the stall. I
looked for the tampon dispenser. Unfortunately, it was empty. The school usually did a pretty good
job keeping it stocked.
Fortunately, one of my friends, Penny Mitchell, stepped out of a stall that was next to mine.
“Hey, Penny!” I said. “I have a bit of an emergency. Do you have a tampon I can use?”
She shook her head sympathetically. “No, but I have a pad. Will that do?”
I hugged her, gratefully. “That would be great!”
I took the hygiene product back to the stall and quickly placed in inside my panties. It should
do the trick, at least for the next class period.
Just then, the bell rang. I was late for the test, and the classroom was still two hallways away.
I sprinted to the class.
When I entered the class, Ms. Buntz, the teacher was handing out the test to the student in the
front of each row. She stared at me, inquiringly. I was not one to be late.
“Sorry. I had a bit of an emergency.” I walked up to her desk and whispered, “Female
troubles.”
She nodded, as I thought I was lucky it wasn’t a male teacher, “I understand. Take your seat.”
During the test, I did my best to ignore, my dripping twat and throbbing clit. I think I did well,
but with my distracted state, I don’t think I did my best.
After class, I checked my condition. The pad was soaked, and I was juicing like I had never
done before. I hope I had not left a stain on the back of my skirt.
I went to a different bathroom. This time the tampon dispenser had product that I could use.
Not sure that would be enough for my last class for the day, I mooched another pad from another
classmate.
I got into Geology just before the bell rang, and sat down beside one of my best friends, Liko.
“I made it!” I exulted to her, as I took my seat.
“Did you have a problem?” my Japanese classmate asked. “You look flushed.”
“I’ll tell you later,” I whispered, as the class started.
I don’t think I heard a word Mr. Abbott, my teacher, said. I closed my eyes and tried to control
my suddenly out-of-control privates. I tried to will my pussy to stop gushing and my clit to stop
throbbing, to no avail.
Liko nudged me. “Do you need to go to the nurse’s office?” she whispered.
“I’ll be fine,” I replied.
When the bell rang, ending the school day, I bolted from my chair and ran to my locker. I
shoved my books inside my backpack and ran to my car.
The two-mile drive home was a blur. I am not sure if I ran all the stoplights, or if I just got lucky,
and hit all greens. At age fifteen, I was driving with a student’s driver’s license. If the police pulled me
over, I could lose it.
I pulled into my driveway, and ran inside.
It is at this point, I need to tell you about my family. Both of my parents work for the same
company, a small electronics import/export corporation. My mom does the finances and payroll from her secluded office down in the basement of our home.
My father was Executive Vice-President in charge of sales, and has to work in the corporate
office downtown. He was in charge of making deals with other companies all around the world. He
often works late or goes in early. He had a small apartment in the office, where he sometimes slept
over. My mom and me understood that this was the price of doing international business, sometimes.
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