Friendly Rivalry
Copyright© 2026 by HAL
Chapter 8
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 8 - The two schools had always had a friendly rivalry, as time went on the 'friendly' reduced and the 'rivalry' increased. The plan by three boys would take it to a whole new level. Even the head of St Benedicts plausible deniability would not protect him or his school if it all went wrong. Luckily Duncan, the head boy of St. Bs, was already showing his skills in careful and failsafe planning.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual
In all the rooms along the corridor, sounds of bouncing bodies and ecstatic delight gave way to gentle snoring as girls and boys drifted off to sleep. Some dreamed, many just slept on; so far girls as well as boys were well satisfied with what had gone on. They were pleased to please their mates, and many had been granted engaging peaks of sexual pleasure for themselves as well.
The morning came too soon for some. Saturday dawned only a couple of hours after some had gone to sleep. The whole school awoke with a desire to do what was suggested to them. The boys had to act fast, as groups of girls appeared in the dining room in their pyjamas, nighties and dressing gowns and then looked surprised to see boys there, the boys would simply say “Morning, lovely day. So nice of your school to invite us over for this conference with your seniors. Please, just carry on as if nothing was different.” Well, if the school had invited them and not told the girls, then it must be alright. They went in collected their breakfast and ate. The seniors appeared, some in night clothes, some looking dishevelled, one started down the stairs in nothing (“Sorry Duncan, just curious. This stuff is amazing! Yes, Siobhan, you need to dress before breakfast”), but all acted entirely normally; this was a perfectly normal weekend day. That helped persuade the school. What capped it was Mrs Halbrook and Miss Haverthwaite walking in with some other teachers, including the male teachers, and sitting at the top table. Clearly if they were happy, then there was nothing abnormal about the day. Had any girl dropped a fork near enough to the top table to see under it (it wasn’t really higher than the others, it was just separate from them), they might have noticed that their headteacher was not wearing any underwear; but then perhaps even that would have been accepted since she was not known for unusual actions.
“What is the schedule for today, I wonder? Asked Mrs Halbrook.
“Oh, well, you have to be available to Jenkins at eleven, and Smethwick at 1pm. There is a gap then until, let me see. Duncan? Do you have a minute?”
“Yes, Mr Cunningham, how may I help?”
“After Smethwick, who is next to roger Mrs Halbrook, and when?”
“Ah, yes, that would be ... Mr Laycock I think, at 4. Mr Laycock, will Ms Poussant be with you?” Duncan replied
Laycock answered “No, I think not. I’ll let her sleep for a while. Unless you would like to Pamela?”
“I am happy to be guided by you Sir Lancelot.” Laycock coloured up. Pamela had taken to calling him that because he had lanced her a lot.
“Very well, oh, bye the way. The name is Poussant, a soft S you see, not a sharp one.” Duncan nodded. He wasn’t sure of the difference, but Pamela Poussant looked pleased that her knight had ridden to her rescue so bravely.
“Shit, this stuff turns normal people into simpering idiots. We must make sure it never gets into the wrong hands, Hans. Haha. I mean Dieter.”
“Yes, It is a little scary. I think you could suggest that they could all jump off the roof and they would. What will you do today?”
Duncan responded “I promised my two that they could try pissing in the bushes standing up.”
“Can women do that?”
“I don’t think so, not without a mess. I’ll let you know. What about you?”
“You’ll laugh, I’m taking Muriel out for tea. She is a convinced carnivore and I am going to give her a tea at VeganLife. She told me that she had never been there and never would. Then I said we should go and she said ‘okay’”
“Be careful.”
“I shall. I have told her that only I should suggest what we do, she should ignore everybody else. It seems to work.”
Duncan, Fiona, and Abigail walked out over the park; he had told both girls to have plenty of orange juice, now he asked if it was having the right effect. “Yes, I’m starting to feel in need of a pee.” Abigail replied. “I would never normally tell a boy that. You make me very open.”
“I know. It will pass. Fiona?”
Fiona had a different problem. She did indeed want a pee, but was pretty sure that she needed a poo as well. Briefly, she tried to avoid answering. “Yes, I could pee, but I could wait.”
“Why would you wait?”
“Oh, well I won’t.”
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