Chapter 6: Wednesday 1

SUSAN

I have to say that yesterday afternoon had been an eye-opener for me. One thing for sure: I messed up with Jay’s friend Freddie: I threatened him. I wanted to regain Jay’s trust so I had to do something about that.

I beat Jay to school again but Emily was there.

“Emily.”

“Yes?”

“Jay wants me to be nice to you, so, I’m sorry for being mean.”

“You’re only doing that because he asked.”

“I wouldn’t have been mean to you if you hadn’t been mean to him first.”

“I know I messed up. But I’m being nice to him now.”

“Do you think that makes up for everything?”

“Maybe not, but now that I know him I would still be nice to him even if all of this never happened. You have to believe me.”

“You’ve known him for only two days. I’ve known him for over ten years. You don’t know anything about him.”

“I know he’s the nicest guy I’ve ever met. I also know he’s scared that you’re not going to be his friend after this week. You may have known him for ten years but you haven’t been his friend for ten years. He told me.”

“You just want him to give you relief since you can’t get it otherwise.”

“That was his idea. I don’t really care if he does or not. After this week I’ll still be his friend if he’ll have me. I won’t stop being his friend because we’re no longer in The Program together like you. So you keep being Miss popular and I’ll be his true friend.”

“Says the cheerleader. Who’s the popular one, huh?”

“I see you’re being real nice just like he asked.”

“Fine. But if you hurt him again there’ll be hell to pay.”

“I wouldn’t hurt him, Sue. I’d hurt myself before I could ever hurt him again.”

“Just make sure of that.”

Jay arrived and cut our conversation short. But I said what I had to say to Emily.

“Hi, girls. Good morning.”

“Good morning, Jay.”

“Are you ready for today, Sue?”

“Sure. You seem to be in a good mood.”

“It’s hump day. Maybe I’ll get to hump someone.”

He was being funny; everyone laughed. He could be humorous but I hadn’t seen much of this part of him. He must have been coming out of his shell. The Program is doing him some good.

“Are we going to undress each other again?”

“The crowd’s expecting it, Jay.”

“Let’s undress Emily first.”

“Why?”

“She doesn’t have anyone to undress her. Why not?”

“She can do it herself.”

“Oh, come on. It’ll be fun. A three-way.”

“What’s got into you?”

“Nothing.”

“Fine. Emily?”

“Sure.” Emily was still near and listening to us. “How’s this going to work anyway?”

“How’s about, um,” Jay began. “you take off my shirt, Sue. Then Emily will take your shirt off, then I take her shirt off. Then we do it with pants and so on.”

“Why don’t you take my shirt off first?” I offered. I didn’t want Emily undressing me.

“Okay. You have to kneel down again.”

I let him take off my shirt and of course I had no bra because I wouldn’t be wearing it for most the day anyway. He made a comment about that. Then I took off Emily’s shirt. No bra there either. He made another comment. The crowd started cheering.

We took off our shoes. Jay asked if I was going to go barefoot again today.

“I can wear shoes if you want me to.” I said.

“No. Stay barefoot.”

“Oh, so you like that?”

“Yeah, I have something planned. Are you going to want me to give you relief in art?”

“Possibly.” I said. I was playing coy.

“Good. You’ll find out then.”

The mystery made the anticipation appetizing. He’s good. I knew now that I’d definitely be asking for relief in art. I only had to hold out that long.

We finally got down to panties and underwear. I was first to lose them, then Emily, then Jay. Jay was hard, which is nothing unusual for guys in The Program, even Jay. I’d never thought of Jay that way before this week and it made me feel funny; a good kind of funny.

“Is that from yesterday?” I asked him.

“Yep. Slept all night with it. Every time I rolled over it would take the sheets right off and chuck them onto the floor.”

“Really?”

“No. I’m just kidding, Sue. It’s the sight of you two naked girls that’s making it hard.” He was being very charming again.

“Good. Being hard that long could hurt.”

“Don’t worry. Right now a bullet couldn’t hurt it.”

“Let me know if you need relief.”

“I will. We need to go now.”

“Kiss her!” someone said from the crowd. I bent down for a little kiss.

“Not there! Between her legs!” that same someone yelled again. Jay and I looked at each other and shrugged. He bent down and gave me a little kiss there. Oh boy, I was on my way now. I could feel the wetness growing. Art, get here soon.

Jay turned to Emily and kissed her. This was a long kiss however. I was jealous but I was good: I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want him to be mad at me.

The three of us walked off to our hormones, I mean homerooms. Emily and Jay’s homeroom were down the same hallway; mine was different. So we split up and I watched the two walk away.

There was nothing noteworthy during morning announcements. In social studies I refused relief since I was saving it up for art, but Harriet refused too. I thought for sure she’d want John again; she went down on him though. No matter. Thankfully, art was next.

JASON

I slept pretty damn good last night and hence I felt refreshed this morning. That was a little surprising after all the wild events of yesterday. I made sure to include Emily in on our undressing event. It seems this is another de-facto tradition of The Program: getting undressed in front of a crowd. I never thought I’d be the center of attention this way.

I left Sue as we got to the junction where I had to go to my homeroom. Emily walked with me part of the way before I had let her go to her homeroom. She thanked me for last night. She also asked if I would be her friend next week. Even though she had been mean to me, I wanted to be her friend and hearing that was good. I assured her I would be her friend for as long as she wanted.

There were no announcements about The Program like there was yesterday. Hopefully, that meant no more drama. When I got to calculus something a little unexpected happened: Vicki wanted relief.

You know Vicki by now. She wears glasses and is a nerd. Us nerds gotta stick together, even though she is a senior. It was surprising that anyone in calculus would want relief. Dr. Howard himself was taken aback when Vicki responded in the positive when he asked about it. I wouldn’t be surprised if in all of his years teaching advanced math to the nerdy crowd, this was the first time anyone accepted the offer.

“Well, come up, Miss Davis. How would you like this to work? Remember, you only get five minutes.”

“I think that will be enough, but I’ll need Jason to help me.”

“Jason? Are you willing to help Miss Davis?”

I was taken a little by surprise. “Uh, sure.”

I approached Vicki. “Do you want me to ... to go down on you?” I asked her. I was guessing but it was a good guess.

“Yes, please.”

“Okay.” I said. I kissed between her breasts. She was trembling. “Here.” I said as I gently guided her to sit her butt on the edge of Dr. Howard’s desk. Then I kissed her nipples lightly. She sucked in a breath of air and held it.

“Relax, Vicki. Breathe.”

“I’m trying.”

“Let me see if I can help.” I massaged her neck for a few seconds and she did relax a little; I could feel it. Then I started kissing down her sternum to her belly button. I knew it would be ticklish and I didn’t want her to tense up any more than she was so I didn’t spend time down there tickling her.

When I made it down to her crotch I blew on her red pubic hair -- yes, she was a true redhead. It was sparse though. I kissed all around and could hear her breath deepen. I figured now was as good a time as any to dive in. She seemed ready so I started licking around her pussy lips. She tasted a little different than Sue or Emily. It was more like Skylar but not exactly. All the girls taste similar, but different, like different types of uh, fish. That’s a joke, by the way. But they’re not all the same.

Vicki was getting wet now and it wasn’t from my spit. I reached in with my middle finger and did a little exploring. I finally moved my tongue past her pussy lips to her inner parts. When I felt her hips moving back and forth is when I went for her clitoris. She groaned.

“Ohhhhhhh!”

I knew she was near orgasm. I kept doing what I was doing and when she did come she bent over all the way, ending scrunched up and wrapping her arms around the back of my head.

I was stuck here until she let go. She caught her breath, stood up and we went to our seats. She thanked me and that was that. I smiled and winked and told her she was more than welcome. I felt really good about Vicki, probably because she had been a true friend so far this year unlike some others.

I was hard again but could still concentrate on calculus. I always could this early in the morning. Good thing calc is first period though because I knew by the afternoon concentrating would be even harder.

“Hey, Jay.” I heard someone calling as I walking to second period. I turned around to see Georgia. She was topless again.

“Hi, Georgia.”

“I heard about you. If I were naked would you do that to me?”

“Do what?”

“Knock me unconscious.”

“I did not knock anyone unconscious. Those rumors are just that Georgia, rumors.”

“Figures.”

“The stories are inflated.”

“You look better today.”

“I’m having more fun with this Program thing.”

“I told you. You’re bigger than yesterday.”

“I am not. It’s just your imagination.”

“No, I think it grew. It definitely looks harder.”

“Oh, that.”

“What did you think I was talking about? Your height?”

“I’m sensitive about that.”

“Can I touch it?”

“Is that an RR?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

“You’re leaking.” she declared.

I rolled my eyes. “I know. It’s embarrassing, Georgia.”

“Don’t sweat it. Everyone leaks in The Program. Using your towel?”

“Yes.”

“That’s another reason I’m only topless.”

“Oh. You leak too?”

“Like I said, everyone leaks.”

Then she did something that threw me for a loop: she licked her fingers.

“Mmm. Tastes good. Can I ask for another RR?”

“It’s getting a little late.”

“A quickie. Kiss my boobs.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“Okay. Mwaa! Mwaa!” I gave both of her boobs a little smooch. It was cute but I had to keep going before the bell rang. “Bye.”

Emily then caught me in the hall after that. She looked like she had something to say.

“Jay? Why didn’t you tell me about Riley?”

“I told you.”

“You said cheerleaders, not Riley.”

“Whatever.”

She put her left hand on her hip, tilted her head to the left and gave me that look like ‘you gotta be kidding me.’

“You know I had to use the girls locker room.”

“You didn’t have to give them head.”

“I didn’t. Just Riley and Skylar.”

“Skylar too?”

“Oh, you didn’t know about her?”

“Nope. I hope you don’t make a habit of this.”

“Well, they’re kind of expecting me to now.”

“They are?”

“I sort of promised that I’d do it for all of them.”

“All of them?”

“Probably not all of them. Just for this week, I think. I’m sure some don’t care for it.”

“You don’t know them. When one of them gets something they all have to have it.”

“How many are there?”

“Three dozen.”

“Thirty six? Yikes! I might be in for a long semester.”

“Oh, Jay. How could you?”

I shrugged. While we were talking another RR showed up. I was going to be late, but I had to oblige. The gal was pretty big and looked older, probably a junior or senior.

“Can you give me relief?”

“I would but you’re not naked and I think that’s reserved for Program participants and only at the beginning of class.”

“Too bad. How about a kiss?”

I looked at Emily. She shook her head. “Uh, okay.”

So the gal bent down and we kissed. I tried to take it slow and gentle like Sue tried to teach me but this girl forced her tongue into my mouth. My eyes got big. Then just like that, she broke it off.

“Thanks.” she said and left. I looked at Emily and some guy was fingering her. She didn’t look too interested. The guy seemed like he wasn’t getting much out of it either and he left.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“You didn’t seem to enjoy that too much.”

“No. It’s not like when you know someone.”

“I know what you mean.”

“What about you? Enjoy the kiss?”

“Not nearly as much as when you know someone.” Then I caught her laughing.

“We better be getting to class. We’ll talk at lunch.”

“See you.”

It was time for art, but first I stopped in the girls bathroom. You see, being in The Program means I not only have to use the girl’s showers but also the their bathrooms. It wasn’t much different than the guys bathroom, except there were no urinals. But I didn’t have to go pee or anything, instead I wet a couple of paper towels, ringed them out a little, and rolled them up in my sitting towel.

I made it to art seconds after the bell rang. Fortunately, it took a few seconds for Ms. Tanner to get ready then it was that time again: relief time. I sat Sue on the chair up front and lifted her foot. Ms. Tanner stopped us.

“If you two are agreeable, I’d like you to hold off because I want to try something different.” she said.

Sue and I looked at each other and made a tacit agreement to go ahead with whatever Ms. Tanner had in mind.

“Sue, I’d like you lay back on the couch again, this time on your back. Now put your left foot over top of the back of the couch. Good. Now just leave your right foot on the ground. How does she look, class?”

Sue was looking slutty as hell with her legs wide open. She was looking more beautiful than ever. My dick jumped involuntarily.

“Now Jay, begin at Sue’s feet like you were about to do and just work your way up doing whatever comes naturally. Class, I want you to sketch Sue mostly this time and concentrate on bringing to life in your sketch her experience of Jay’s ministrations. Her face is a good place to start but capturing the dynamics of her body to convey her feelings would be much more powerful, although that’s harder to do.”

I looked at Sue. She smiled.

“Oh, and Jay, go slow. We have students drawing.”

Go slow, she said. I had a shit-eatin’ grin to end all shit-eatin’ grins on my face as I knelt down at Sue’s right foot.

SUSAN

I was on the couch in art, my right foot on the floor and Jay kneeling down beside it. He looked at me with this shit-eating grin on his face; Ms. Tanner had just told him to go slow. He took out a wet paper towel -- who knows where that came from -- and started cleaning my foot. I thought this was strange until I felt the cool sensation of him wiping my soles. He wiped my toes and then started sucking on them. Oh wow! I never imagined it would feel like this. The tingle he made traveled all the way up my leg.

My heart skipped a beat or two when he put his tongue between my toes. My whole body relaxed. It just went limp, like a rope being cut down. I was enjoying this big time. I felt his hot breath on the top of my foot, then I felt his mouth all over my ankle. And then he stopped. I instantly came down a notch or too until he reached my left foot which Ms. Tanner had me drape over the back of the couch. This meant that Jay had to climb up on the couch between my legs. I could feel the wetness forming and I’m sure he saw it.

He cupped my left heel with his little hands, which in itself felt good, then he repeated the same ritual with the wet towel. Instead of beginning with my toes this time, he wrapped his mouth around the back of my ankle and went the other way down to my toes. This whole time he barely lifted my feet. He moved slow and I guessed he was giving the class time to draw me.

Jay went back to my ankle and proceeded to kiss up my left calf to the back of my knee. I nearly squealed with delight when he started licking there. He licked all the way around to the front of my knee and the wetness and heat from this mouth around my knee cap was bringing me near to orgasm by itself and he hadn’t come anywhere near my pussy.

I’d never done this before. Where did he get an idea like that. Jay’s a fuckin’ genius.

I had my eyes closed by this time but I felt the treatment stop as he moved back to my right leg. This time his attention was focused on the inside of my thigh and I could feel his hot breath and tongue slowly traveling upward. His tongue never left to go back inside his mouth and I felt it moving closer and closer.

I can’t remember him making his way up to my pussy -- I was in a trance. I must have lost track of time for a moment or two. Then I felt a finger enter me, or maybe it was two or three. It was going in and out.

His tongue was moving all around but slower than yesterday. He was taking his time for sure as Ms. Tanner directed and I tried to keep calm about it but I was going crazy inside. My head was back. My eyes were closed. I started shaking my head slowly left and right. My back arched.

I felt his tongue slow down almost to a stop but still moving. It played around but never touched my clit, but in every little slice of time it was moving ever closer. Slower. Closer still. Slow. Then ... finally ... bingo!

Jay’s hot, rough, moving tongue came to rest on top of my clit and it just stopped right there. I couldn’t ignore the sensation. Oh my God, it was there, pulsing. I could feel his tongue tense and relax. It quivered forcing me to quiver. It was there. Right there! Oh my God, it wasn’t moving but it was driving me nuts. His tongue was barely moving. I’d had orgasms before but this was over the top?

Get a hold of yourself, my conscious mind said. A tongue just sitting on top of your clitoris can’t affect you that much. You can do this. I know I can do this. Shit. I was somewhere else, not in art class, that’s for sure.

All these non-thoughts were flashing through my mind. I needed to stay still so my classmates could draw me. Hold still, I told myself! But...

“Gaaaaa-haaaa. FUUUUUUUUCK!” I yelled.

My eyes rolled back in my head, which was involuntarily thrown back as my hips lifted off of the couch. My back arched so far that I slipped off the couch.

BOOM! I hit the floor hard. I was still cumming when I did so. I tensed and spasmed for a good long time. Things went dark but I heard voices. I didn’t understand at first. Then they became clearer to me.

“Dayum. He did it again.”

“Did you see her face?”

“The earth shook even more than the last time she fell.”

“I can’t wait until my time in The Program.”

I told you Ms. Tanner was a genius. Not only did the class get their work done, Jay and I had an extended relief session. It was epic. Oh my God, that was what I call relief. I wanted to ball Jay up and put him my pocket then take him with me everywhere I went. If only I had pockets.

Jay had fallen down with me off of the couch. When I looked down his head was on my right thigh. Oh no!

“Jay! Are you alright?”

He lifted his head, smiled and gave me the thumbs up. The class laughed.

JASON

I had went to the floor along with Sue as she hit her climax. I think I did it again: gave her one hell of an orgasm that brought us both down to the ground. Her left leg was still draped over the back of the couch that we just fell from. It was only hanging by her ankle but it left her legs wide apart and I could see her wet slit in front of me, red and still pulsing.

She asked if I was okay and I gave her the thumbs up. The class thought that was funny. I got up then offered my hand to help her up. She took it but there was no way I was actually going to pull her up; she was so much bigger and heavier than I was. It was only symbolic and I think she appreciated it.

Ever since yesterday with Sue walking around barefoot, I wanted to play with those long sexy feet of hers and I got my chance today. It’s a good thing Ms. Tanner let me by incorporating her relief into today’s lesson. I knew Sue would appreciate it. Until this week, feet were just something you stood on, but now they were a sex object. I always did have a thing for long sexy legs and Sue had the longest and sexiest legs in school. I hadn’t realized that this thing extended to feet until this week.

The Program is supposed to be a chance to explore one’s inner most desires to learn about one’s self. I learned I must have a foot fetish. Okay, maybe not, but at least it’s worth exploring some more. I also like every other part of Sue. It’s just that legs were more familiar to me since I spent most of my time nearer to her bottom half than top.

There wasn’t enough time left for another pose this period -- it lasted that long -- so Sue and I got up and walked around the class looking at other students sketches. I myself wasn’t very talented at drawing but I needed an artsy type class to fulfill graduation requirements. It was either this, singing or band. I don’t play an instrument and don’t want to get up in front of people and perform, although I think I performed for the class just now. Judging from the chatter, our performance was a hit.

Some of the sketches in class were very lifelike. I wished I could draw that good. Looking at the better ones brought back up in my mind the experience Sue and I just shared. The best one, in my opinion, was just of Sue’s face. Her eyes were closed ad her mouth was open. Her face was scrunched up. I was going to ask to have that one but the bell rang.

It was time for my next class, Spanish. I said goodbye to Sue and Marie accompanied me down the hallway. I was a little sad leaving Sue just like that. I was excited though because I’d see her again later today.

I shouldn’t have to tell you that my cock was standing up this whole time and as I walked down the hall to Spanish I received lots of RRs. Some were just a chance to look, but most were the touchy feely kind. It didn’t do much for my hard on except make it that much harder.

One girl asked for a really strange RR: she asked to tweak my nipples. Why not? I thought it might hurt a little but it didn’t. It made me wonder how girls felt about it. I asked Marie.

“I don’t know.” she said. “I guess sometimes it feels good, sometimes not.”

That didn’t tell me much so I just forgot about it and went to Spanish.

I shared Spanish class with one other Program participant representing the sophomore class: Harriet. Her Program partner, John, was in another class, I think math, for this period with Sue, so he wasn’t here to accompany Harriet. But Program participants stick together, right? Unusual for Harriet, today she requested relief and she requested I be the one to give it to her.

“Doesn’t John usually do this for you before now?”

“Shhhh. Anyone can, but I’ve been saving up for you this period.”