Laura was worried, the last few days her father had stopped bugging her about getting a job at the end of school, and he seemed more relaxed than he had been the last few months, something was up but she didn't know what. The fact that she only had one more day of school was a relief to her, but what would happen now? Her father bounced through the door in a far cheerier manner than she was used to seeing, handed her a document and said, "Better start packing girl." Laura looked with horror at the title of the document 'Summer School Packing List'.
"What the fuck Dad? I'm not going to summer school, I just finished school, you want me to go back to school straight away? That's madness, I won't go!" she screamed at him.
Rob burst out laughing, he'd expected such an outburst. "You are going, or you can move out tonight, one or the other," he stated sternly. "Believe me, Dave says this place is just where you need to go, and he says you'll love it."
Laura looked downcast, and then read through the document, a confused look coming over her face. "But Dad, this lists make up, thongs, bikinis, high heels, even sex toys on it, what the hell is this school?" Her father handed over the other document, Acceptance to attended summer school at The School for Sluts. "O M G," said the buxom blonde, "I didn't believe that it actually existed, I'd heard the rumours, but I thought it was just a fantasy, are you really sending me here?"
"Dave says you are guaranteed a career if you attend this place," said her father, "even if the career is one that I probably shouldn't be encouraging you to partake in." The rumours that Laura had heard was that every big-name porn star and famous stripper had been to this school, and even better, the rumours were that it was basically an orgy every day. Thank goodness she had such an open minded father.
A week later, dressed in her shortest skirt (the documents had listed a maximum skirt length) and a baby tee with her perky nipples sticking through, Laura was driven across the country to the summer school by a rather nervous Rob. The place had no signage, but had obviously once been a manor house or stately home of some sort, judging by the huge stone gateway they drove though. Winding their way up the long drive, the sculptures on either side became more and more risqué. "Now that's what I call a cock," said Laura, passing a statue with at least a 12-inch erect penis, Rob was more interested in the massive orbs sticking out of the chest of the female statue on the other side of the road. Sure enough, the school was housed in a massive medieval mansion, it looked to be U shaped, although the courtyard inside the U couldn't be seen front the front. A sign directed them to the summer school entrance, and they walked slowly in. Laura would have run, but she wasn't used to wearing such tall heels, and was scared of falling on the gravel surface. Fortunately, her late mother had the same size feet as Laura, and Laura had inherited her stripper heels, a pair of which she was now wearing. Actually, Rob had more of a struggle, he was dragging Laura's suitcase, which contained many pairs of heels and boots, her substantial sex toy collection, and some clothing.
Robs eyes were out on stalks as he stood in the entrance hall with Laura, seemingly everywhere there were gorgeous scantily clad women. Fortunately, the line at the desk wasn't long, and Laura was quickly signed in. The receptionist eyed Rob up, licked her lips and then bent forward to check her paperwork, giving Rob a perfect view of her well-formed large breasts, which were obviously trying to escape her tiny top. "Parents are welcome to visit from time to time. Please just make an appointment with me first though," she said in a very suggestive voice, handing her card to Rob. Rob was rather dumbfounded, although that may have been due to the rush of blood from his head to his penis. Laura gave her father a hug, and he left her be, leaving with a very large tent in his pants.
A girl was called over, who introduced herself to Laura as Samantha, her new roommate. Samantha was a couple of years older than Laura, similar height, and no lest busty, although judging by the shape of them, her breasts were augmented Laura decided. Laura scowled at the thought of sharing a room, and Samantha asked her what was wrong, "I've never had to share a room," said Laura, "What happens if I want to fuck someone and you are there?"
Samantha laughed cheerfully, "Don't worry, I'll only join in if you want me to, and I'm more than happy for you to help me out if you want anyway." This thought was new to Laura, most of the other sluts at her school had been jealous bitches, maybe here things would be different. Laura gasped as Samantha opened their room door. She'd expected a small room with single beds, the like of which you would normally see at a college dorm. Instead the room was huge, and looked out over the courtyard, which contained a large pool. There were two beds, but they weren't singles, they were super queen sized four posters, with mirrors on the ceiling above them, and on the wall, was the largest tv Laura had ever seen. A walk-in wardrobe and ensuite completed the room. Samantha grinned, she had had the same reaction when she had first come her a couple of years earlier.
Samantha offered to help Laura unpack, cooing over the incredible slutty footwear collection that came out of the younger girl's suitcase. Laura glanced at Samantha's side of the wardrobe, admiring her many very short and low-cut dresses. The young girl's eyes nearly popped out though when she noticed the sex toy sitting on the shelf. It was obviously a butt plug, but was larger than Laura thought possible, it was fatter than her wrist! Samantha followed her gaze and laughed again, "I don't use that often," she commented, "but if you know triple anal is on the scene list, its useful to get me opened up."
"OMG, triple anal," exclaimed the younger blonde, "Isn't one cock in your ass difficult enough?"
Samantha smiled, "Extreme anal is a big thing in porn these days, and I particularly love it, not all girls can do it, but I'm fairly elastic back there, so I get plenty of work." Laura hadn't realised that she was rooming with a fully-fledged porn star, and was immediately a bit star struck. Samantha sensed the change in the girl, gave her a hug and reassured her that she was just like her, which relaxed the younger girl slightly.
