Chapter 120: Summer Break Fun

Do I really want to be looking at nude girls all day long and not being able to touch? Wait ... She said no fucking. Maybe it might be worth it to see how it goes. I mean I have to touch them to get measurements and be sure they fit perfectly in their crotch with no gaps or places for stray hairs to stick out.

When we finally got back home I found out that Trudy and all three of her friends were still hanging out up in my room. All of them had raided my dresser and closet to get them something they wanted to wear around my room even if that was only shorts and tight t-shirts.

Chrissy and her friends convinced the older girls to put up with them giving us a fashion show. I was told I could stay and watch or go somewhere to do my own thing. Trudy told me there were lots of boxes in the garage that some kid with a big delivery truck had delivered earlier. All of them were on pallets with shrink wrap around them. They were going to dig through them, but weren’t sure if these were what I told them about or if it was something else since it was shrink wrapped.

Ducking into my room I switched out my current goggles for a pair that also had Bluetooth headphones attached to them. I decided to give Paula a call as I looked through the stuff in the garage. She asked me to call her when I got a break from Annie and Crystal.

“Paula,” I said when she answered her phone. “Are you busy with Lenny right now or do you have a few minutes to talk?”

After a quick pause she said, “Lenny begged me to give him a few days off so he could get used to not having sex at least seven times a day. He needs to wean himself off me before his family heads out next week to go visit various nudist resorts. His sister had a big growth spurt and is probably able to actually take his girth now, if not his length. You know how she is a conniving little pain in the ass. It seems that incest isn’t much of a taboo to their family. He told me that with two naked kids in puberty in the same house makes it hard to curb the natural hormone driven mating instincts. What his sister doesn’t know is that while most girls can’t even get his monster cock inside them, quite a few of the single women can. It seems all of them are quite happy to see him whenever he is visiting one of the various nudist resorts. So what do you need me to do for you?”

She was a bit surprised when I said I just wanted to talk. I told her about the job offer to work at the mall helping with underwear and bathing suits. I didn’t want to commit to working a job if I had to go back to the clinic or do something else that took me away from home for more than a few days.

“I will talk to my Dad, but I think he will agree with me that it will be a perfect way to ensure you look as much like a normal teenager working to earn money over the summer. If they can wait until you turn fifteen before starting your job then it wouldn’t be as hard getting you your driver’s license a year early. In fact, given all of the influential people in this town that believe you are a hero, it is actually a pretty trivial matter. I have already been researching various driving schools for myself. I have found a number of them that advertise a large amount of quality seat time versus classroom work and driving simulators. A few also teach tactical and stunt driving. As you probably can guess, I have already done a fair amount of driving whenever my extracurricular activities required it. So far the schools I have sought are much better for me than you. There are some where I think you would do very well as long as you are willing to give it your all. In fact, one has classes starting next week,” Paula told me. “I will shoot the paperwork over to your parents to review. If they agree I can get you into the program. You will have to travel to their location and be a big boy to take care of yourself during that time. There are a number of hotels in the area which are frequented by Europeans which permit girls to sunbathe topless around the outdoor pool. A few permit nude sunbathing around a restricted access pool. Though from what I have read on the driving school’s website, I doubt you will have enough free time to enjoy the scenery.”

That sounds interesting. I really would like to be able to drive instead of taking the school bus come fall.

When I asked her about how it was going with Lenny as her boyfriend, she said, “He is great. My problems of the past are a distant memory and I have everything under control. You, however, are a different matter. Lenny has been asking when you can come over for a sleepover. The older Girl Scouts have been talking about seeing if they can screw you into the ground. According to him, all of them have been trying to figure out how they can get his huge dick inside them since you haven’t been hanging around as much lately. Tomorrow would be perfect if you aren’t busy. He can referee and his mom will be home all day.”

“I’m free tomorrow. Can you please ask them to exclude the selfish bitches that only use me as a flesh dildo? Even getting pregnant doesn’t seem to have gotten through to some of them. If I’m left with blue balls one more time I will see if I can find who at school is in charge of the list of girls who want to screw me. All of the older girls in her troop will just have to deal with trying to get Lenny inside them,” I told her.

She said to expect his dad at my house first thing tomorrow morning to give me a ride over. It seems that all of the girls have been sizing up his monstrous dick a lot more lately. A few were being so bold as to drop their soaked twats down his dick when he was laying back in one of the loungers. The part days I came over only took the edge off for many of them.

Well if I didn’t have to put up with the girls that just bailed after a cum or two I could have made sure the ones that really needed their itch scratched well would have gotten a good fuck like no other.

I was in the garage cutting the shrink wrap off the first of the palettes when mom came in to ask me what was up with all of the driving school stuff. She had gotten an email from Paula saying there would be no cost to us, but I would have to travel to the school.

“I wanted to get her thoughts on me working at the panty and bathing suit stores this summer,” I explained. “I will be fifteen in three weeks. She said she had found one school that is the best place for me to learn driving skills I might really need someday. With all of the people bending over backwards for me after my accident I could get my license today, if I really wanted it. A lot of good it would do me without any experience? Other than video games I haven’t driven anything. If something else ever happened to me, like the stuff with the ambassador and his daughter, I would need more than being able to not hit cones in a parking lot. This driving school is supposed to teach a lot of stuff that everyone needs to know about driving in all sorts of situations and conditions. Why not learn it now instead of twenty years later when it would be hard to break my bad habits?”

Mom was quiet for a few seconds and then told me, “It was to be a surprise, but your father and I have already made arrangements to get you a hardship license for your birthday. We hadn’t figured out how to teach you to drive enough to pass the road test even if it is really only driving around cones in a parking lot like you said. I will talk to your father about the school. Unless he has some reservations, I think I will tell Paula to get whoever is paying to sign you up.”

Wow! Not even a complaint or much of an interrogation?

As I started to get the first boxes opened up mom pulled the chair she used when working on something in the garage.

“Oh my goodness,” she said excitedly as she held up a teddy. “I expected only the fake silk tween and teen underwear you had shown me at the store. These were the rage two years ago. I know for certain that these are one hundred percent silk. If I remember the scandal correctly, the manufacturer had to pull them because their advertising had specifically targeted this line for tweens and early teens. Even though they made them in sizes for women, all of the stores carrying their line were getting picketed by angry moms. From what I’m seeing in this box, there are six different colors in my size that will fit me perfectly even with my being pregnant.”

We went through other boxes from the first pallet to find that we did get the cartoon silk panties and other silk underwear I had expected to be delivered. I didn’t expect find that the rest of the boxes and those on the other pallets were filled with very sexy lace silk panties and bra sets as well as lots of silk lace thongs. Mom and I had just gotten the boxes spread out when seven girls came running into the garage.

At least all of the lace underwear has flesh colored fabric inside or at least has a liner strip from front to back so there is nothing to be seen even if they are trying to show everything off.

The girls went through all of the boxes like mini tornadoes. Not a one of them seemed to care that the garage door was open to the street as they started stripping and trying things on.

Well Robbie, Tom, Jude, and Paul are getting a LOT to jack off to now. They weren’t even trying to hide as they stood there staring at the girls.

The girls were ignoring me and my mom. When I stared toward the boys, mom just waved them into the garage. They were still stunned so I went over to tell them to come in. If the girls were going to show off without even closing the garage door then the boys might as well come in to see their naked bodies up close.

It took me nudging them as mom waved them in before they finally realized it wasn’t a prank or something. All four boys were there just a few feet away from one of Trudy’s friends as a girl bent over, completely naked, to dig through one of the boxes. Her feet were pretty wide out to the side and her tits were hanging down. The boys got a great look at her slightly open pussy.

Chrissy was the one that finally noticed the boys. She squealed and tried to cover up. That snapped the other girls out of their trance too. Trudy didn’t seem to care and neither did Helen, who seemed more than happy to show off her nude body to the boys.

Well they are looking at what she is showing them. Good for her!

“Why be modest now girls? You didn’t bother to close the garage door when you started stripping. They were standing on the driveway watching the seven of you parading around naked when you weren’t trying on underwear. Might as well give them a good look up close. You might even be able to get them to talk to you too. What better than four horny boys, who has now seen each of you naked already, to give you an honest opinion of the underwear you are trying on,” mom asked them.

Chrissy said, “Well they have to be naked too so we can tell them how their hard wieners look as they try on the silk underpants and boxers.”

Mom looked at me and said, “David this is all your mess. You have to deal with it. I’m closing the garage door and going inside before someone calls the cops to say I’m letting girls strip where everyone can see.”

“You heard the girls. Strip or get out. I will be back in a few minutes,” I said as I hurried inside to the closest bathroom to get plenty of rubbers.

I had seen Robbie and Paul get hard in the showers at school. Both had fully adult sized dicks now even if they were only fourteen. I made sure to get some of my sized rubbers as well. It was more preventive than anything else. Trudy and her friends had no interest in any boys. Chrissy, Helen and Julia were too small for Robbie and Paul to screw anyway.

Wait ... They are still too small, aren’t they? Chrissy has developed a lot more since just after Spring Break.

When I got back I found I didn’t need the rubbers after all. Robbie and Paul were gone, replaced by two pools of cum on the floor where they had been standing. Jude turned out to be very tall for a ten year old and he didn’t have a boner.

As red as his dick is he had beat it into submission long before he left his house or jacked off in front of the girls.

Tom ... Well Tom wasn’t a boy. He wasn’t really a girl either. There was something like a penis between his legs. He explained that in his scrotum were fake balls. His fake nuts hid his tiny inner and outer pussy lips that were barely bigger than his tiny two inch vaginal opening. His urethra had developed to come out of the small stump that looked like an uncircumcised penis. He said that when he plays with it he never gets a boner, but the base of it does get a little hard. When he rubs around down around the base that it really makes him feel good inside his vagina. Since he mostly felt like a boy his parents had always treated him as a boy. The doctors told him he did have a perfectly natural sized vagina, uterus, cervix and ovaries. They would let him decide what he wanted to do when he got older. On his chest he had what looked like small breasts for a girl or man boobs on a boy. With him being a bit chubby no one would notice. As he explained that to us he tried on both silk panties, boxers and briefs. Not sure which ones he liked best, he took some of each before he got dressed and left.

“Ok, I guess I will talk about the elephant that just left the room,” Trudy said. “Tom didn’t have any choice in how his body was made. Poor kid has enough shit going on in his life. No one needs to find out about his predicament. Be cool everyone. From the looks of things he is going to be turning into a she before long and could really use some girlfriends to talk to that know his secret.”

Or at least decide he is transsexual. There is no question about him having a claim to feeling like either sex.

She was looking specifically at Chrissy, Julia, Helen and Jude as she said it. They all looked at the floor, but eventually nodded.

A few minutes later the older girls took their haul up to my room.

Jude had found a pair of silk boxers he liked from the ones that the girls said looked great on him. He said he could only take one pair lest his mom find them and start asking a lot of questions. All three girls said he had to give them a skin to skin naked hug before he got dressed.

Yeah, that is so not happening. His dick is the same height as your little mounds and at least three inches long already.

Once he had left the three girls dressed in the silk teddies mom had found and then slipped on a long sheer pajama top, but carried the bottoms into the house.

Technically they are dressed according to the house rules. Plus mom can’t get on me about them even if they are running around naked. I didn’t invite them. Same goes for Trudy and her friends.

I did my best to pick up the carnage the girls left and started to get everything back into what I thought were the right boxes. I was closing up the first box when a woman came into the garage from the house and then opened the garage door. Soon a bunch of women came into the garage. They moved me to be out of the way so they could roll in lots and lots of rolling carts that had rows of cloth bags. Each bag had a number. Each cart had a specific color. I watched as the ladies would go to a box, pull a cart over and then started looking like a dozen five year olds trying to find the one golden toy hidden deep inside a pile of tissue paper wrapped bundles of packing peanuts. As the women made piles and piles of opened plastic bags, a few girls would dart in around them to put the waste into large trash bags. It was hot work!

All of them are already breaking a sweat and the garage isn’t even that warm inside.

As I watched the girls and women work, I saw the girls starting to peel off clothes. Soon all of the girls were down to sports bras, if they had breasts big enough to actually need a bra, and boy shorts panties. Whenever a bra or pair of panties were found that the girls liked, they would change into them. All of the girls made sure I got a good look at their sweaty naked bodies before covering up again.

One girl made a big show of stripping and then dancing naked in front of me for a few minutes before someone told her to get dressed again. Every now and then she would flash me before running off giggling. I waited until she got too close and grabbed her. Immediately she looked scared for her life like I was going to hurt her. Before she could even start to really panic I tickled her until she was giggling uncontrollably and begging me to stop before she peed herself. She scurried off as soon as I set her down. That started all of the girls teasing me. There was nothing sexual at all about their flashing me or doing little naked dances, which was really nice for a change. All of them seemed to like playing that way. Whenever one got too close I would grab her and tickle her until she begged me to stop.

Hey even fifteen year old girls like to get tickled like little kids from time to time.

One woman said, in a language I couldn’t name, even if I somehow understand her, “Can you believe they are playing like they did when they were tiny little girls. I haven’t seen them so happy since before they got married.”

Married?

In the time it took the women to go through all of the boxes I learned that even then the littlest girls waiting in the van were married and living in their husbands home now. The three who had stayed in the van to put the carts into place were all only nine.