Chapter 8

Sunday

At breakfast Jon turned to Willow and said,

“Willow, did Kelly tell you that Vanessa wrote a journal when she first moved in with me?” Jon said.

“No. Where is it, I’d like to read it.”

“It’s not a paper journal, it’s all online.”

“Has she got her own website then?”

“Yes, it’s a really crap website but it does the job. I must get round to showing her how to make it a lot more stylish and modern.”

“If it’s only for a journal does it matter?”

“Not really, its address is www.asstr.org/~Vanessa/ or you can just google ‘vanessa evans erotic’ or ‘vanessa evans asstr’ and then you can read it whenever you want. On there you will also find lots of fictional stories that she’s written about what she would have liked to do before she met me if only she knew then what she knows now. I think that she wants to live out some of those fantasies through you.”

“That’s okay, I’m guessing that they involve getting her clothes off a lot and I like doing that. Can I go and start reading them after I’ve finished here?”

“Sure, why not, but start at the top and work your way down.”

“Okay. I’ll put my bullet vibrator in and start reading.”

About an hour later I asked Jon where Willow was and he told me he guessed that she was in her room reading my journal. I went up to her room to see her.

“Fucking hell V;” Willow said when she saw me, “did you really do all these things?”

“Only the ones in the top section.”

“Yeah, that’s what I mean.”

“Yes, I / we did.”

“I want to do every one of them.”

I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her to me then I put my hand between her legs and gave her the finger test, hitting the end of her bullet vibe as I did so.

“I see that reading those has got you all excited.”

“That and the little bullet vibe.”

“Right, I see, don’t worry Willow, Jon and I will do our best for you to do every one of those things, and a lot more. Wait until you get to read about my fantasies. Some of those will really blow your mind.

You know, I had an email from a 15 year old girl called Jana in Poland the other week. She sounds a lot like you but she’s a bit scared to try any of the things that I’ve done because, apparently, Poland is a very religious place and she’d be in deep shit if she got caught. She’ll be sooo jealous of you Willow.”

“Poor girl; if she writes to you again just tell her to do it and sod the consequences. Religious people will forgive anything won’t they?”

“I don’t know, religion has never been one of my strong points.”

“Me neither.”

I left her to it and about an hour later Jon came in and announced that we were going to the pub for lunch – on our bikes. He said that it wasn’t raining and not cold. I went and told Willow and she reluctantly switched her computer off, took the vibe out and put a dress and shoes on.

When we got outside we saw that Jon had adjusted our bike’s saddles so that they were too high and the dildos were nowhere to be seen. Willow wasn’t too happy.

“Relax Willow,” Jon said, “you’ll enjoy the ride there and I’ll fit the dildos for the ride back.”

Willow perked up.

I led the way with Jon behind both of us and it wasn’t long before both Willow and I got into a rhyme sliding from side to side on our saddles.

We both orgasmed twice before we got to the pub.

When we’d got some drinks and ordered some food we sat at a table where both Willow and I were facing the main part of the pub. Neither of us crossed our legs and anyone who cared to look would have been able to see our bald pubes and part of our lower abdomen.

“It was fun watching you 2 pedalling along with the backs of you skirts fluttering in the wind.” Jon said.

“Could you see my bare butt?” Willow asked.

“Sometimes when the wind lifted your skirt, but you were sat on the saddle so I couldn’t see your pussy.”

“Do you want to see it now? It’s still all wet from cumming on the saddle.”

I turned to look at Willow and saw her slide forward on her seat, lean back and open her legs a bit.

“Thank you Willow,” Jon said, “I can look at your pussy whenever I want can’t I?”

“Yeah, of course you can Jon, sorry.” Willow replied and sat up.

I looked around the bar and saw 2 men looking at us. I wondered if they could see her pussy. I opened my legs a bit and leaned back on the seat.

The young man who brought our food did a double take when he looked to see where he was putting our plates.

When it came to leaving, Jon got 2 dildos out of his backpack and setup our bikes for a ‘different’ ride home.

A young couple walking back to their car saw Willow getting onto her bike and obviously saw the dildo because they stopped and watched both of us get onto our bikes. Willow waved to them as she rode off and I could hear lots on moans and aarghs as she pedalled but we all made it back home with no accidents and we each managed 1 more orgasm.

“That was fun; can we do it again next weekend?” Willow asked as she climbed off the dildo and her bike, “and look how wet the saddle is.”

Jon smiled and put our bikes in his workshop. When he came inside he asked how our butts felt; then laughed as we both said that they were okay.

Willow spent the rest of the day either reading my Journal or getting pleasured by her Lush, both with and without an internet audience. I spent a couple of hours adding to this Journal update. Jon told me to put my Lush in and he kept interrupting me with blasts of vibrations, so sorry if there are lots of typos.

Monday

Our weekdays have got into a routine with Jon waking me by putting his cock inside me and Willow complaining that he wouldn’t do it to her; and then Willow going to school wearing ‘strings only’ undies under either a dress or skirt and top that are see-through to some extent (she loves the way that the brightly coloured strings attract people’s eyes); and me going to school on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays totally naked so I won’t bore you with the same old details, just tell you about the times where Willow / we did something different.

This morning had one different ‘feature’ in that we all had sore butts from the cycling. Willow bent over and asked Jon to check hers to see if she had any visible bruises. Jon, as always, took the opportunity to slide a finger inside her a couple of times; and, as usual, comment on how wet she always is.

The boys from the farm down the road were waiting for Willow at our gate again and she tells us that they always tell her to take her clothes off as soon as they are on the minibus (both ways). Of course she does, and a few times I’ve seen that she’s still naked (apart from the strings) when she arrives back at our gate. It’s a good job that the road to the bus stop is a minor road that isn’t used that much.

During our evening meal Jon asked Willow,

“Are you doing your Kegel exercises Willow?”

“Yes, mainly in classes when they get boring.”

“There are other ways that you can exercise your vaginal muscles you know.”

“Like fucking.” Willow interrupted.

“That wasn’t what I was thinking, but yes, that is one way. Have you read Vanessa’s report on our holiday in the South of France?”

“No not yet.”

“Well in there it tells you about how the girls had a competition moving empty wine bottles from one place to another.”

“That sounds boring.” Willow again interrupted.

“Not if you can’t use your hands or mouth.”

There was a few seconds silence then Willow said,

“You mean you moved them with your pussy V?”

“Yes, it’s good exercise.”

“Can I try it?”

“Of course, but not right now; finish your food and after we’ve cleared up.”

Jon watched as Willow and I had a bit of a competition carrying wine bottles around the ground floor of Jon’s house. Thankfully, none of them broke when they slipped out of our pussies.

After that Willow went to her room for an hour or so then came back down and sat on Jon’s lap and I heard him say,

“Willow, I’ve noticed that you have been a bit quiet lately, are you alright; are you happy, in your brain and with your body. I know that being a teenage girl is very difficult, even traumatic and I want you to know that you can talk to either of us at any time and about absolutely anything. Never bottle anything up; talk about it. That old saying about a problem being shared is a problem halved is still very true.”

“I know Jon, and I am okay. The nurse at school said the same thing when I first met her but I don’t think that I’ll be seeing her again, unless I have an accident or something. I have never been so happy in my whole life. I think that I’ve been a bit quiet because I’ve been reading V’s stories and daydreaming. She’s got an amazing imagination and I really want to do all of the things that she’s written about.”

With that Willow twisted on his Jon’s lap and gave him a big naked hug.

Tuesday

Willow’s decided that she’s going to continue doing PE in just her underwear and her and her friends are usually watched by Mr. Devine in the showers as they play with their own or each other’s pussies. I wonder how that man finds the time to go to the changing room just about every day. I assume that he watches the other classes as well.

My art lessons have started to get a little more explicit with the teacher sometimes telling the students to just draw my spread pussy (he says vulva). I’m wondering if / when he will tell me to wear my Lush and get the students to draw the pink tail that sticks out.

My human biology classes continue to wear me out. The lessons for the older students are now concentrating on female orgasms with the students given the opportunity to develop their skills at making me cum. I’m guessing that a lot of women will eventually benefit from the lessons that the boys, maybe the girls, are having.

That evening we got a surprise visit from Laura and her father Tom. Well it was a surprise to Willow and me but Jon acted like he was expecting them. As usual Willow and I were totally naked. Willow was up in her room with her Lush inside her and it was being controlled by unknown people who were watching her via her webcam.

Jon sent me to the door when the bell rang and I opened it, not even thinking about me being naked.

Anyway, there was Laura and Tom. Tom looked a little surprised that I was naked but Laura just smiled and said ‘Hi’.

When I invited them in I told Laura that Willow was up in her room and directed her to it.

“Can I take my clothes off please Vanessa?”

“I can’t get her to keep them on.” Tom added.

“I wouldn’t have thought that you wanted her to wear clothes Tom.” I said

“True, I don’t; she looks great without them. Is Jon home, there’s something that I need to talk to him about?”

“For sure, he’s out in the punishment room, I’ll take you to him.”

“The punishment room! That sounds interesting.” Tom replied.

“You’ll understand when you see it.”

When Tom stepped into the punishment room all he could say was,

“Wow! This is amazing.”

I left them to get on with whatever.

When I got back to the house Laura was stood there.

“Quick, I think that Willow is having some sort of fit, she’s jerking about all over her bed.”

“Relax Laura, I’m guessing that she’s got her remote controlled vibrator in her pussy and that it’s being controlled by strangers over the internet.”

“You mean ... Is that what that pink thin sticking between her legs is? I didn’t think that a vibrator could make a girl do that.”

“Yes, these new ones are amazing; so much better than the older, more conventional ones and with a webcam and the right software you can broadcast yourself all over the world. Come, we’ll go and check on her again and stop her so that you two can talk.”

“Oh hi Laura, what are you doing here?” Willow said after I shutdown the webcam site on her computer.

“Willow, that’s no way to greet your friend.

“Sorry V, you’re right; hi Laura, nice to see you, but what are you doing here? You didn’t tell me that you were coming.”

I left then to talk, and probably for Willow to show Laura how the lush / webcam site worked.

About an hour later Jon and Tom came into the house, both looked happy. Neither of them told me what Tom and Laura were doing there but Tom did tell me that he’d love to see me getting punished.

“I’m sure that it can be arranged for the next time that you’re here Tom. Both Vanessa and Willow have a couple of party tricks that you might enjoy seeing.”

“I’ll look forward to that.”

“V, can you go and get Laura, they have to leave.”

Laura was jerking about on Willow’s bed when I went into her room, and when I shut the website down she said that I have got to try that.

“Those things aren’t guaranteed to make a girl orgasm you know; not everyone is as lucky as Willow and me.”

“And me.” Laura added as she pulled Willow’s Lush out of her pussy.

“Your father is waiting for you Laura, you’re going home now.”

Willow and Laura hugged and the both ran downstairs.

“Hi Willow;” Tom said when he saw them, “I hope that our surprise visit didn’t interrupt you doing your homework or anything.”

“Hi, no it didn’t, well nothing that can’t wait.”

“Dad, I’ve got something amazing to tell you and you need to spend some of mum’s money on me again.”

“Tell me all about it on the way home Laura. Don’t forget your clothes; you know what I’ve said about the neighbours seeing you like that.”

“Yes dad.”

They left and Willow asked Jon why they had visited but he wouldn’t tell us.

Thursday

Jon took Willow to her swimming lesson and she wore the same, sleeveless leotard that is more like a thong one-piece swimsuit. Apparently, her instructor (Reggie) has found a bit of confidence and supports her in the water by holding her tits and at one point had a hand on her pubes.

The woman who runs the pool told Jon that Willow is a ‘natural’ and that she shouldn’t need many more lessons to become a competent swimmer. She tried to get Jon to talk Willow into more advanced swimming lessons and even competition swimming but Jon told her that he just wanted her to become competent in the water.

She had told Jon this while Willow went and got changed (in the men’s changing room) on her own. She told us that she’s showered with the boys and a couple of them had watched her put her ‘strings only’ underwear on. One of the dads had also watched her even after Jon had joined her and was telling her to get a move on and helping her to put her dress on.

The weekend was fun as well. The reasonable weather was still holding and Willow and I went for a walk in the woods and met some of the male dog walkers that always seem to be there when we are. I suspect that some dogs are getting a lot more exercise these days.

Willow wanted to come to the supermarket with me again, telling me that she enjoys it. I think that she means the flashing, not the actual grocery shopping.

Willow’s first School Punishment

The following Monday, at dinner that evening, Willow told us that she was called to Mr. Devine’s office whilst she was still in her home room early that morning.

Whilst stood outside waiting to be called in, a boy her age, but from the other year 9 class joined her. When they were called into his office Mr. Devine explained that it was customary to talk to new pupils and ask them if they had any concerns, and to search their belongings to make sure that they didn’t have anything that wasn’t permitted.

Then he asked them both if they were happy and if they were worried about anything. Both said that they were happy and they they were not worried about anything.

At that point Mr. Devine put 2 little folded pieces of paper on his desk and asked both Willow and the boy to explain why he had found them in their lockers.

Of course both denied seeing the folded papers before and Willow even asked what they were.

“Drugs; and both of you were in possession of them.”

Both protested that they hadn’t seen them before and both Jon and I believe Willow.

However, Mr. Devine didn’t believe them and repeated the school’s policy on drugs. He then told them that they were both going to get spanked twice. The first time there and then; and the second time at a special assembly just before lunch time.

“Start stripping you two, I’ll tell you when to stop.” Mr. Devine ordered.

Willow was happy to do as instructed but the boy wasn’t happy and took his time. When his boxers came down he had a hard-on that Willow said she had stared at.

“Turn and look at each other; and keep your hands by your sides.” Mr. Devine had ordered.

Willow admitted that she was smiling as she stared at the boy’s cock.

After a few seconds she was ordered to bend over his desk; which she did, and she said that she put her feet well apart.

After a long silence during which she said that she hoped both the boy and Mr. Devine were staring at her rapidly getting wetter pussy; then she suddenly felt his hand hit her butt.

The surprise and the fact that it was her first proper spanking; caused her to scream and jump up.

“Get down girl; and if you do that again you will get 10 more.”

It had hurt her but she decided to keep still.

She then told us that the rest of the swats had hurt and that she’d cried but the pain had got less and less as the swats continued.

“But I didn’t cum.” Willow said in a disappointed tone.

“Don’t expect too much Willow.” Jon said; “maybe you aren’t one of the girls who does get excited by being spanked.”

“But Vanessa does.”

“Not all girls are the same Willow. Please continue.”

She did, and she told us that when Mr. Devine was done with her he told her to stand and watch him punish the boy.

Willow moved to a position where she could see the boy’s cock when he was bent over the desk and she told us that his hard-on quickly disappeared when the swats started. He was still soft when it was over and when he stood up she could see that he’d been crying as well.

After been told to stand and face each other for 5 minutes they were then told to get dressed and go to their lessons.

“Stand up and turn around.” Jon said.

Willow did, and without being told to, she spread her feet and bent over.

“Oh yes, there are still faint red marks.” Jon said, “They look like they’ll be gone by morning.”

“They aren’t from that spanking; I’m getting to best part.” Willow replied.

“So what happened at lunchtime?” I asked.

Willow then told us that the bell for lunchtime went 30 minutes early and they were all told to go to the assembly. On the stage were 2 rectangular tables, narrow end to the audience. When everyone was there Mr. Devine talked about drugs then told everyone that drugs had been found in 2 pupil’s lockers. He continued saying that the 2 pupils were about got get the most severe punishment that he could administer, with the exception of expulsion.

Jon interrupted Willow at that point saying that he wouldn’t do that because he would lose out financially.

Willow continued, telling us that the boy and her were called up onto the stage and told to face the audience.

Then they were told to take their clothes off.

Willow felt pleased with herself on that stage because any on the pupils that hadn’t already seen her naked were about to. It took seconds for her to be down to her ‘strings only’ underwear and she told us that she was pleased that everyone was seeing that.

Once naked, she turned and looked at the boy. He was hard and obviously very embarrassed about being naked and with a hard-on.

After letting all the pupils take in the sight of the naked boy and girl for a few seconds they were told to bend over the table and spread their feet until their toes touched the table legs.

Willow told us that she was actually embarrassed a little bit, but at the same time she was quite aroused. She wondered if everyone could see how wet she was.

The boy got his punishment first and Laura, who was stood to the side of the hall, later told her that the boy’s erection quickly disappeared when the paddle, yes a paddle, started raining down on his butt.

Laura also later told her that she could hear the boy’s sobs quite loudly from where she was.

Unlike in Mr. Devine’s office, the boy’s erection re-appeared as the swats rained down on his butt.

Eventually, Mr. Devine stopped and he called for all the boy’s classmates to form a line at the side of the stage. One by one they were called up on to the stage and told to give the boy 5 more swats each.

Willow told us that she bet that the boy was glad that there were only 12 pupils in his class.

After the last classmate left the stage Mr. Devine told the boy to stand up straight and show his butt to the staff. It was then that Willow saw his bright red butt and his erection.

Willow admitted that at that point she was actually regretting not being one of the very quiet, conservative girls.

The boy was then told to stand next to Willow with his hands behind his head.

Then Mr. Devine turned to Willow and she told us that a twinge of fear joined her excitement as she anticipated the first swat.

When it landed she told us that she yelped because she wasn’t expecting the paddle to hurt so much. She also told us that she was crying quite soon.

By the time that Mr. Devine has stopped Willow told us that she’s stopped crying and that the swats didn’t hurt that much. She also told us that she was starting to think about her pussy instead of her butt. She said that she was starting to get more aroused than she had been when she had to strip on the stage.

Her only regret was that she hadn’t had an orgasm; close, but not there.

Even when her classmate came onto the stage and spanked her she didn’t get there.

After it was over she too had to show her red butt to the all the teachers then stand with her hands on her head.

While all the pupils stared at Willow and the boy, who still had a hard-on, Mr. Devine again rattled on about the evil of drugs and the punishments that he’d inflict on any pupil caught with drugs. Willow confessed that she wasn’t really listening to him, Instead she was looking around the hall at the faces of the students who were all staring at her and the boy.

Occasionally she’d catch the eye of someone and smile at them. Some quickly looked away whilst a few smiled back at her; a couple of the boys licking their lips.

Willow was brought back to earth by the pupils starting talking and turning to leave the hall. She then heard Mr. Devine say that they could collect their clothes from his office at the end of the day.

Willow wondered if she’s missed hearing Mr. Devine say something about her and the boy having to remain naked for the rest of the day but if she had to collect her clothes at the end of the day then that must be the case.