Week Five

FRIDAY APRIL-1

I woke to a twin welcome home present from the twins and we spent around forty minutes fucking with Tara and Teresa taking turns every five minutes. Twenty minutes in the shower and ten minutes to dress meant we made it downstairs in time for ... lunch with mum and dad and Brian and Susan Bingham. Maddy, I knew, would already be hard at work at 'Pot Black. However of Maria there was no sign. I was about to ask where she was when mum beat me to it.

"She's been at the Morgans since Sandy came to pick her up. The three of us have been invited over this afternoon."

"Sounds good," I said, "we can give them their souvenirs."

"Oh we can do that too, but there's something they want to discuss with you Justin, with the three of us. Maria already knows about it but she won't say a thing about it, says we should hear it from her "Uncle Roger' and 'Auntie Felicity'.

Now I was intrigued. What could Mayor Roger Morgan and his wife want to talk to me about. And why would Maria already know about it? My only thought was that with both of the mayor and his wife being actively involved in this states Board of Education it had to have something to do with school. The question was what! And then I remembered a favour I needed to ask of Tara and Teresa regarding tomorrow (Saturday) afternoon. I turned to each of the twins in turn. "Would the two of you like to do me an enormous favour tomorrow afternoon? That is if you're not doing anything."

"They're not," put in their father.

"We were going to do was watch the bowling on Fox Sports," said Teresa turning to me. "I know you're not bowling but aren't you commentating either?"

"I've got the afternoon off, and I promised two guys at that snooker place that Caroline Herschfeldt owns and runs. Do you think the two of you could meet me there at one o'clock."

Tara grinned as she turned to me. "Of course we can." I could see that her mind was working overtime and that she was already coming to some conclusions, almost certainly correct ones. "I bet I know what's gonna happen," she said after a couple of seconds, "you're gonna play snooker with these guys and we're gonna fuck whoever wins. Is that how it's going to be?"

I couldn't help laughing. "Good guess."

Teresa finished her sandwich and jumped on my lap. "Of course you could always teach me how to play." She giggled. "You could move up close behind me and teach me how to hold that stick..."

"It's called a cue," I said as she lifted her skirt and flashed her pussy.

Teresa chose to ignore me. "As I was saying," she continued as she moved my hand to her pussy and pressed the first two fingers against her clit, "you could teach me how to hold that stick while you position that stick of yours in my pussy," and with that my fingers suddenly found their way deep into the heart of her pussy.

Susan Bingham jumped in and said," And on that highly perverted but thoroughly intriguing idea I think it's time we made our way home." Turning to my parents she added. "Thank you for lunch, and we'll see you at our place tonight. And don't forget to bring along John and Julie as well." Susan Bingham turned to me. "I'd invite you too Justin but with your crowd having their party at the Morris's house and with Noel and Jane coming here and the twins going there I think I know where you'll be."

I grinned. "Sounds like a plan."

A little while later my father drove around the circular driveway of Roger and Felicity Morgan's Narre Warren North home until he pulled up outside the Morgan's palatial double story home. We had barely made it to the front door when it was opened by their gorgeous blonde haired maid Maggie Reed wearing a seamless bustier highlighting her perfect C-cup breasts. She was also wearing a pair of plain cotton panties that fit snugly around her bottom and the mound of her sex.

After welcoming us Maggie showed us to the formal lounge and stepped to one side allowing mum and dad and I to walk into the room. We took two steps and stopped. Standing in the centre of the room and grinning like Cheshire cats were my sister, her boyfriend Terry Morgan and his sister Sandy and they were all naked. Well all bar for one thing each. The three of them wore collars around their necks with 'Casey High' imprinted on them in bold black letters on a white background. The three collars looked to be exactly the same shade as traffic light colours. Obviously that wasn't accidental. Maria's was green, Terry's was amber and Sandy's was red.

On a stool next to Maria were skirts, bras of varying material, blouses and various panties, thongs and G-strings that matched the bras. There was two yellow and two purple of each garment. On another stool next to Sandy sat garments for guys. Boxer briefs, jockeys, Y-fronts and regulation short-sleeved shirts. As with the girl's clothes there were two yellow and two purple for each garment. In addition to those garments there were also four T-shirts each, two were yellow with a purple sash running from the right shoulder to the left hip and two purple with a yellow sash.

Mum, dad and I looked from one to the other. We all wanted to say something but we were all speechless. Finally it was Roger Morgan who spoke. "I guess the three of you have some questions."

We all nodded quickly.

Roger Morgan indicated Maria and Sandy and Terry "This is part of a plan the school board have formulated for the introduction of two programs into the school system on Monday Morning. Casey High is going to be the trial school for this term and the announcement will be made at Monday mornings assembly by the headmaster Brian Robinson. If it works then we will expand the program to include all state schools and any private schools that wish to join."

"Do these programs have a name?" asked my father.

"Oh indeed they do," responded Morgan with a smile. "The first program, the one your daughter and my son and daughter are so delightfully demonstrating will go by the name of the 'Clothing Optional Program'." He indicated the clothes on the two stools. "The two sets of clothing you can see on the two stools are available to any student who wishes to participate in the program to some degree.

"Of course those that don't wish to participate will continue to wear their own clothing. Naturally the students degree of participation depends on the collar they choose and the combination of clothing they choose to wear." He turned to Sandy. "Sandra, if you please."

I watched with my parents as Sandy walked to the stool where the girl's clothing sat and put on a purple G-string, a matching purple bra, a yellow skirt and a purple blouse.

Once his daughter was fully dressed Roger Morgan continued. "Clothing depends on which colour collar the student chooses to wear." When he saw we were still puzzled he continued. "Think of what the colours would mean if you were standing at traffic lights. Green means go," he smiled, "which, you'll agree, describes Maria perfectly. If she attends school nude as she is anxious to do the green collar means other students are free to touch her within limits laid down by some strict rules. And any student will be free to change his or her mind at any time during the day. And if they do a collection of these clothes and the other two coloured collars will be in their locker."

Maria giggled. "I just hope that those rules won't too strictly enforced."

Mum laughed. "That's our daughter for you."

"Anyway," continued Morgan, "Sandra is wearing a red collar. A red collar means she doesn't want any attention at that time so she has to cover up the way she has just done."

"And the amber collar?" I asked joining in the conversation for the first time.

"Amber means that the wearer has freedom of choice and can refuse any unwanted attention, However amber also means that the wearer can choose to either be naked or partially dressed but is not allowed to be fully dressed. The amber collar also indicates that they can refuse unwanted attention of any description."

Wow!" said my mother. "I think that the next week at school should be very interesting. Now what is this other program, Roger?"

"It's called 'Hands On Sexual Education'. It's a program for students to learn the finer points of sexuality on a naked student of the opposite sex. The student of course has to be willing. And hopefully the 'Clothing Optional' program will help in that respect." He looked at Maria and smiled. "Seems to me that we won't have any trouble, not if a certain experience your headmaster related to me soon after your arrival at Casey High is any guide."

Maria turned to us. "I think 'Uncle Roger' is talking about that time I took on three boys." She turned to Morgan again. "No, guys certainly won't be a problem," agreed Maria. "And now I've convinced you to recruit Justin and his gang I doubt you'll have any problem with girls either."

My mother could only look at Morgan then. She was clearly stunned. Finally she said, "You mean you actually considered not including my son in your plans for the initial launch of these two programs, even with his experience!"

The mayor nodded his head a little reluctantly. "Sad but true."

"Well at least you realised what a mistake that would be." Mum smiled and turned to Felicity. "Now Felicity, can I ask you a couple of questions?"

"Of course you can Mary. You can ask what you like, after all Justin and Maria will be integral to the success of this pilot program."

"Thank you. Now I won't ask the second question until you answer the first if that's okay."

"Of course it is Mary."

"Thank you Felicity. First off, will the students be naked just in school or will they be allowed to travel to school dressed the way they'll be spending the rest of the day?"

"They'll have the right to travel to school naked or in any state of undress they prefer."

"Which brings me to my second question. Public nudity, or near nudity, is legal but members of the public have the right to ask people to refrain what they consider to be sexual behaviour. Now if you get a bunch of students together on a bus or a train or even walking to school you are most definitely going to see such behaviour. So what will be the rule where that's concerned?"

"Covering up of course. The complainants will be able to ask the students to cover up. And if the student argues or refuses they will be able to report the student to either the bus driver, an inspector who will be present on the train or to the school itself. And I might add the headmaster and his staff will take the complaints very seriously."

Sandy suddenly disappeared and returned a moment later with what looked like a rolled up piece of black cotton, "I knew we forgot something." She tossed it to Maria who caught it deftly in her right hand. "Here you are girl. You're the one that's naked and you can pretend that I'm the old prude who's protesting." And in her best priggish, puritanical voice said, "Now cover yourself up young lady you're nothing but a little trollop."

"Yes grandma," responded Maria cheekily.

Of course Sandy then responded in the same priggish manner as before. "That will be enough of your cheek young lady, I've a good mind to report you to your headmaster."

We watched Maria unroll the cotton garment, put it on and button it up. We quickly realised it could be worn by all students both male and female and that its purpose was purely to cover up. On Maria the garment reached her knees which I suspected was where the hem of the garment was meant to finish. That being the case I was thinking there had to be different sizes and was just about to ask when Felicity, as if reading my mind, answered my unanswered question.

"Yes Justin there will be enough different sizes of each piece of clothing to fit anyone who wants to take part in the program."

"Fair enough," I said. Then turning to Felicity and Roger in turn I added. "I suppose you realise that the ratbag element at our school might find this the perfect opportunity to cause trouble. Now they might not do anything to a girl wearing a red collar," I indicated Sandy, and that I suspect is a big might, but they might choose to ignore any refusal by somebody wearing an amber collar." Then I looked at Maria. "And even with a green collar you might find a gang of boys prepared to go outside the spirit of the program."

"Absolutely spot on Justin," said Roger Morgan rejoining the conversation, "that's why there will be a program squad of twelve, six teachers, three male and three female and six year twelve students, once again three male and three female. Now without knowing your headmaster's plans I strongly suspect that he will want you as a member of that squad..."

I started to ask why me when mum interrupted. "I would have thought that was obvious Justin. Your exploits with the bowling league both as a participant and as a commentator, what you did for Vikki, how you saved our Maria and Sandy here from those three rapists, the miracle you performed with Marion Jackson and finally that business with the kidnapping in London." She took a breath. "Do I really need to go on?"

Felicity jumped in then and smiled. "It's all about respect Justin, all about the students needing someone to look up to."

That pretty much finished things and mum, dad and I prepared to take our leave after we handed over the souvenirs we had brought back from London and once we discovered that Roger and Felicity were going to spend the afternoon at the Board of Education for final discussions about Monday and that Maria and Sandy and Terry were going ice-skating.

"Well didn't we have an eventful trip to London," said Camilla after I'd given her a present of an expensive purse from Claridges in London. "We're glad it all worked out though."

"I'll say," I said with a smile as I started to undress. "So where's Frankie?" I asked as I finished undressing and sat in a second chair.

Lucille looked up as she massaged some lotion into where she'd just shaved. She grinned. "I think he couldn't stand being in the same room as you any more Justin. I think it was more than he could handle."

At that point Camilla laughed until tears were pouring from her eyes. "Lucy," she cried still laughing, "you say the darndest things."

She thought about it for a second and than laughed as well. "Yeah I do don't I."

Camilla turned and looked at me at that point. "Actually Frankie's been assigned to work on the set of a new mini series based on Sydney's gay and lesbian community. It's one of those new sexually explicit series and he's right in his element working with the guys while a slightly older female, I hear she's bi, is more than happy working with the girls."

At that moment Lucille decided to take hold of my erect cock and waggle it from side to side. "Now what am I going to do with this?"

This time it was Ruby who laughed. "Well if you don't know by now girl... !" and she left the rest unsaid.

By the end of the night the three games had supplied two expected results and one major shock.

In game one Team four, the twelfth placed 'Hawks', had beaten the twenty first placed and twenty second ranked 'Demons 17-7.

Game two produced the second expected result with team five, the fourth placed 'Swans', producing their fourth win from as many starts while game threes shock result was a biggie. The third placed and sixth ranked Panthers managed just half the Lions four points the result going to an incredulous and highly delighted twentieth ranked and eighteenth positioned Bombers by 22 to 2.

Highlights were very sparing, just the one in fact. The 'Hawks' Peter Craven produced an evening high 289. As for the nudity stakes there were thirteen bowlers fully naked, more than half of the twenty four in attendance, seven female and six male. Of those only Allan Robbins of 'Demons' at plus seven and Brenda Wall of the 'Panthers' at plus five went past the point of no return.

For Brenda this was going to be the second time in two weeks that she was going to have public sex in front of two hundred spectators and many, many hundreds of thousands, maybe millions, of television viewers while for Allan Robbins this was going to be a first, and with a member of the audience at that. However there were only two of them, and with Allan's partner to come from the audience that left Brenda by herself and therein lay the problem because last week she had been able to have sex with Stewart Robson.

After interviews with Peter Craven and the evenings other top bowlers I walked up to the slim brown haired Brenda Wall while Camilla moved to Allan Robbins to read out the number of the ticket holder who had won the right to have sex with Allan.

As soon as she announced the number there was a loud shout of "WHOO-HOO, WAY COOL!" from a plump, chubby teenage girl who came bounding out of the audience and charged up to where Camilla and Allan Robbins were waiting and discarded the four articles of clothing she was wearing in a matter of seconds. It was then that I recognised her. Her name was Daphne Woolcroft and she was in my year Casey high but in a different class. She had also been a girl I had asked out many months ago and who had said no to me simply because I had asked her as an afterthought after I had run out of pretty girls to ask. She had, rightly I now knew, been insulted.

I watched Allan's reaction and couldn't help but smile with just a touch of relief when he opened his arms and welcomed her into them. My thoughts had of course gone back to that horrible night involving John Lillee. "Ready?" I heard him ask. I saw her nod enthusiastically before Allan added with condom in hand, "Good, because I want to get lost in that beautiful body of yours," and suddenly they were heading towards an extra large beanbag.

I turned to Brenda then and looked around. "We appear to have a problem."

She wasn't looking at me however she was looking at my penis and she suddenly grabbed it and masturbated me until I was fully erect. "Not from where I stand," she finally said.

"Or from where I stand either," added Camilla as she walked over with a second cameraman and added her own hand to Brenda Wall's. The number one cameraman was of course filming Allan Robbins and Daphne Woolcroft. "Brenda's earned the right for a fuck and hasn't got a partner. Now you're here, you're naked and thanks to Brenda here you've got a hard-on." She grinned. "Seems to me your cock and her pussy are a perfect match."

"Seems to me that we should make it a rule, for both of you," put in Eric Renshaw the Foxtel producer as he walked up to join us. He walked over to a box that contained a large number of condoms and shuffled through it for a few seconds before coming back and handing one to me. "I think you'll find that one should fit you Justin. He turned to Camilla and smiled. "Maybe tomorrow afternoon it'll be your turn."

"Oh I hope so," responded Camilla with a grin, "you don't know how horny I get after bowling with all those naked bodies hanging around and people having sex all around me!"

I turned to Brenda. "Ready?"

"Am I ever," she giggled. "Stewie's 9-incher was fucking fantastic last week, but it's going to be a lotta fun fucking this!"

She quickly grabbed my hard-on with one hand and the condom with the other, pushed me onto the beanbag next to where Daphne Woolcroft was laying and where Allan Robbins was losing himself in her glorious flesh as he fucked her with boyish enthusiasm. She slid the rubber down the length of my cock, knelt astride my hips and lowered herself down in three easy movements until she had all of my cock.

"Oh my God!" she cried as she started slow up and down movements, as she changed her position slightly so that her clit would rub on the shaft. "This is awesome ... this is fucking... ! THIS IS FUCKING!"

We fucked for a good ten minutes changing positions several times so that I could rub against her clitoris as we had sex and Brenda soon found herself matching Daphne orgasm for orgasm before Allan and I climaxed at roughly the same time bringing the evenings telecast to a close.

After thanking us Brenda and Allan disappeared and while Camilla and I decided not to dress we watched Daphne put her clothes on, a bra to support her breasts that looked all of a DD cup size, thong panties, a regulation pink cotton blouse and a purple mini skirt that came down to half thigh length.

Once dressed she walked up to me. "You know Justin," she said a little awkwardly, "If I had known what you were packing I might very well have said yes that time you asked me out. You know since you and your friends all got together as a group and since I saw you on television and saw what you did for that girl Barbara ... for that girl Barbara ... er..."

"Barbara Walker."

"That's her. Anyway, since I saw what you did for her and how good you made her feel and since I heard about that girl Marion and that business with Vikki in London I'm sorry I treated you the way I did."

I put my hands on her shoulders and made her look at me. "Don't you be sorry Daphne, don't you ever be sorry." I put my arms around her and hugged her to me revelling in the feel of those incredible breasts pressing into my chest through the two articles of clothing that covered them. "You had every right to say what you did Daphne, you were nothing but an afterthought, someone who I thought would say yes after all of the rejections I had suffered. However I know better now, a girl called Martha Vandella taught me as much one Wednesday afternoon," I smiled, "and Barbara Walker completed my education on that first Saturday night when John Lillee behaved so badly, so if anyone should be apologising it's me.

"Anyway that's in the past Daphne. I just wish there was..." And then a thought suddenly occurred to me at roughly the same time as her mother, she was possessed of an equally lush figure, and even bigger breasts than her daughter, joined us. "Daphne are you busy tonight? Can you stay out until the early hours or maybe even sleep over?"

"No she's not busy and yes she can," said her mother. "I'm Susan Woolcroft." She held out her hand and when I shook it she added. "I'm pleased to meet you Justin. Daphne's caught up with all her schoolwork and all she plans on doing is working on her computer before bed seeing as she doesn't have a boy to go out with."

"Mum please!" cried Daphne.

"Don't you 'oh please' me. Daphne, watching you fuck that Allan Robbins made your father and I so hot that we're gonna go home and spend the rest of the night having sex." She turned to me. "We think it would be really nice if Daphne had somewhere to go for the rest of tonight, some nice young people to share it with."

"Well she has somewhere to go if she wants to." I turned to Daphne. "Daphne, on Friday nights a gang of us get together and party. Now you can call it an orgy if you like but we prefer to call it a party. Now their will be some people there you don't know but there will also be a lot of people there that you do," I smiled. "it's at Julie Morris's house and will already be in full swing. Julie will be there with her boyfriend Gerry Connolly, both her brothers will also be there with their girlfriends one of whom bowls in this competition. Her name is Anna Wilson.

"Of course there will be others you know. Sean Middleton and his girlfriend Cindy Morrison, Mark Pullar and his girlfriend Lynn Eldridge and Colin Bucknell and girlfriend Penny Wallace. Now when you add in Vikki's friends who are now my friends and you add the two of us I guess there will be around eighteen people enjoying themselves, enjoying every type of sex imaginable. Some will just be dancing and some will just be talking and listening to whatever music Julie and her brothers choose to play." I took her hand. "What do you say Daphne? I saw how much you enjoyed Allan Robbins fucking you so the fact that you enjoy sex is a given. Tonight you'll have the opportunity to get all that you can handle. Because even though we won't be there until around a quarter to twelve I can promise you that the party will still be in full swing. Or of course you can just dance and talk."

Suddenly she looked very scared. "Oh I don't know Justin they're so popular at school and I've never really fitted in." She ran her hands over her plump tummy and up to her massive breasts. "I mean look at me, it's true what some of those horrible boys and their girlfriends say. I'm nothing but a fat..."

I took her other hand and before she could finish said, "STOP! DON'T YOU DARE SAY ANYTHING MORE! Don't you dare. Those people are nothing but trouble, those boys are the school bullies and the girls just like to hang around them because they don't know any better. Just remember one thing. My friends are good people, the regular group that always sits at our table during lunch are the best. You're a person Daphne, they'll care for you for who you, care for you because of your boundless energy, because of your generous nature and last but most definitely not least because of your love of sex." I took a breath. "There is one thing they will not do Daphne, they will not care what you look like." I grinned, "And don't forget that they will have seen you in action on Fox because I know for a fact that Julie's parents have cable. They will have seen how much you enjoyed yourself, seen your wonderful body." I grinned again. "And I'm betting that at least one of the guys will want to fuck those big tits of yours!"

"Amen to that," said a man who joined us. He held out his hand. "Stan Woolcroft, Daphne's father. And yes she can go and spend the night with you." He turned to Daphne. "It's about time someone else beside me and your older brother found out what it's like to slide his cock between those delicious tits of yours."

"DADDY!" cried Daphne.

"Don't you daddy me princess," said her father as he held out his arms and waited for her to step into them, "incest without pregnancy is perfectly legal and a wonderful way for a father to express his love for his daughter or a mother to express her love for her son. Of course--" and he grinned "--it's also a good way for a mother to show her love for her daughter."

When his daughter finally moved out of my arms and into her fathers I watched as Susan Woolcroft turned it into a threeway cuddle.

Finally they broke their family hug and Stan Woolcroft turned to his daughter. "Phone up in the morning sweetheart, any time and we'll pick you up."

Getting Daphne's attention again I said, "I'll be five minutes Daphne, wait for me and we'll take a taxi to Julie's house."

"You'll do know such thing," said Camilla who was still with us and very comfortable with her nudity, "I'll drop you off."

Camilla dropped Daphne and I outside the Morris house ands we stepped out of the car Camilla put her hand on my shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow night Justin." Then she hugged Daphne. "Daphne I can honestly say that it was a pleasure meeting you."

"Maybe I'll give you something to interview me about Camilla," I said with a grin before I gave her a quick hug and a kiss.

"A 300 game would be nice," she called out as she pulled away from the kerb.

We watched her taillights disappear. I turned to Daphne. "Ready?"

She managed a half smile. "As ready as I'll ever be."

We walked up to the front door of the Morris's two story house and rang the bell. Seconds later the front door opened and a naked Julie Morris stood there a broad grin on her face. After saying hello to me she turned to Daphne and pulled her into an embrace. "Good to see you, Daphne." She released Daphne and stood there looking extremely comfortable in her nudity. "You realise that after watching you fuck on TV the guys are really glad you came." She giggled. "Especially one, and he would really like to get to know you better." Julie looked her up and down. "All of you."

Julie stepped to one side and we walked in to the sounds of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers. I recognised it as the title track from their 2002 album 'By The Way'. As we walked into the lounge there were bodies everywhere. Some, like Anton Martin and Karen Hardcastle, Mark Pullar and Debbie Hawkins and Gerry Connolly and Anna Wilson were simply dancing to the music. The rest however were all engaged in some sort of sexual act. On the right hand side of the room as we walked in Sean Middleton and Cindy Morrison had Penny Wallace for company with Sean stretched out on the floor while Penny rode his cock and Cindy his face as they kissed and hugged and rubbed tits. Next to them there was another two girl one guy combination. In this one however a red scrunchy wearing Tara Bingham was flat on her back having her pussy licked by Lynn Eldridge while Evan Morris was behind Lynn slowly and easily fucking her.