"Ah Miss Norris glad you could join us," Miss Newark said sarcastically.
"Sorry Miss," I mumbled.
She went on about how the rest of the week would probably be the most important of our lives. We were given time to ask her any questions about our exams. The whole mood in the class had changed now, and everyone was deadly serious. The last hour of the day she told us to revise, or go for a walk and just unwind before tomorrow. I went down to the gardens and sat watching the painters. They were working on renovating the old school rooms that were going to be used next year.
I watched the three men who now and then would look back at me and smile. One of them a man in his 40's came over and offered me a fag. I suppose if I had been thinking straight I would have declined it. But when I took it the other two came over and started talking to me. I could see the odd glance at my stocking tops from all three of them, but it still didn't make me think they were after anything more than a chat. I talked about school and the questions slowly turned more personal. I was soon telling them I didn't have a boyfriend. Just imagine the look on their faces if I told them I was married!
Then they started on about my daring clothes. I blushed but they offered me another fag. The younger guy dropped it between my crossed thighs and it nestled on my stocking tops. I just looked at the hand that went to retrieve it. The conversation had stopped now, and they all watched the hand caress my trembling stocking clad thigh. I looked up into his eyes feeling a little sweaty above my top lip.
"You like that darling?" the older one asked.
I just swallowed licking the sweat off my top lip. The older man's hand began caressing my other thigh. The third man flicked a lighter, I moved towards the flame with the cigarette in my mouth. I had to stretch sideways. As I did my legs opened slightly and two sets of fingers wriggled onto my wet panties!
"Go on open your legs a bit nobody will see."
I looked up into the eyes of the two men who were fondling me. They both gave me little winks and smiles of encouragement. I slowly uncrossed my legs and opened them slightly.
"That's a good girl," the black man cooed.
I turned my head not realising he had moved behind me. I gave him a shy smile.
"Now why don't you show me and my mates those big tits of yours?" he asked softly.
I looked at the other two, again they encouraged me but I didn't move.
"Go on sexy you're very wet, and we can see your pussy anyway," the younger guy said.
"Yeah those little net panties don't really hide it do they?" the older guy added.
I felt the two black hands slip over my shoulders. He gently peeled my blouse open until I gasped as my tits became exposed. They all cooed and agreed how nice and firm my bare breasts were.
A finger slipped into my well greased pussy. Then another this time from the other mans hand! I watched as the two black hands cupped both of my breasts. He lifted them and groped them gently. I was told what a good girl I was, as the fingers of all three men became a little more confident and forceful.
The black man was kissing my neck now and he was really getting me hot. I turned my head wanting him to kiss my mouth.
"Oh you want a kiss sweetheart?" he asked, in a surprised but excited tone.
I nodded as the fingers went a little deeper. The way he was talking to me was like I was a young kid learning to ride a bike. Every time I complied with their requests, I was reward with smiles and encouraging words.
As his tongue went in my mouth he began tweaking both my nipples. I moaned on his kiss encouraging him to probe deeper into my mouth, and pluck my nipples more firmly.
After a few moments he went back to kissing my neck. That was when he started whispering.
"Why don't you hold that pretty little pussy of yours open, so my mates can get in deeper?"
"Well sweetheart do you think you can do that for us?" the older guy said, in a soft soothing tone.
I looked between all three of them as they waited for my answer. Again I felt embarrassed and flushed.
"OK" I mumbled, almost child like.
I bit my bottom lip in a coy manner. I pulled my pussy open showing them the inner folds. Again I received encouragement. They were all telling me how good I was.
"That is so good of you...?"
"Becky," I offered.
"Becky, now don't worry about thinking you shouldn't be doing this. It makes you happy doesn't it Becky?"
"Oh yeah!" I whimpered, feeling the fingers in me making me wetter.
"Do you want to cum now Becky?"
I looked up at the older man with a little shy expression. I couldn't answer him verbally so I just nodded. Again this was met by a happy reaction.
"Open up further then," the older man said.
I opened my legs.
"No with your fingers sweetheart," he said, correcting my schoolgirl mistake.
"Sorry," I mumbled pathetically.
"That's OK sexy," the black man whispered in my ear.
I could feel my legs shake and my orgasm start to build. My cunt was squelching now quite loudly!
I began to squirm a little more. I let out a loud gasping shriek. The black man covered my mouth with his to muffle my excited cries. The two men finger me were fucking me faster, I'm sure if I looked down both of their hands would just be a blur!
My hips began to jump around, and I screamed into the black man's mouth over and over. Every part of my body trembled, and my heart must have been off scale as it was beating so fast! My orgasm lasted and lasted, until I had to let go of my pussy lips and push the two men's hands from me.
As I sat recovering I could hear the school bell ringing. I straightened my clothes as the men went back to work. I just managed to make myself decent, before I could hear the chatter of school kids making their way home. I didn't look at the men I just rushed back to the main school building. Even when I went to the loo my legs were still shaking!
I didn't know why I had let it happen with the painters. It was almost like an out of body experience. I suppose after everything that had happened I was so mixed up that I didn't really care.
Miss Newark's words came back into my head. Just go and unwind she said, well I suppose I had!
"Why aren't you ready for school?"
"Its teacher training day," I replied.
"Huh, in my day the teachers didn't need training, anyway they get enough time off as it is. You don't know how lucky you are these days."
"Dad you are talking to Carol, remember your wife?"
Becky and I chuckled as Jim didn't know where to look. He made some excuse about being late and stormed off embarrassed.
So there I was stood in the tattoo parlour with Becky. Several leering eyes looked over me. I wore my blonde hair up, and a red top that was thin and had a deep round neckline. My nipples poked out causing two very visible lumps due to being braless. I had on a tight denim miniskirt and black stockings. I wore the tight black boots with a 5 inch heel.
Becky had me seated before I could react. She said she wanted a tattoo, I didn't realise it would be on me!
"OK where to love?" asked the fat bald guy, covered in tattoos all over his head.
"She wants it on her left boob so it will show," Becky sneered.
I just looked at her in terror. I knew it was pointless to resist so I sat there for ½ an hour. When he was done and I managed to unscrew my face I looked down. There they were two red cherries with a green stalk! Jim always wanted me to have a tattoo, but not on my breast where it would show if my blouse was open!
The one saving grace was Becky was dressed like me, in a short skirt and revealing top. But I was the one with the bloody tattoo!
I felt eyes being drawn to my breast as we walked. She took me right through the centre of town. We got whistled at several times, and I knew my face was matching my red top.
"Come on lets go for a drink."
"Becky not in a pub," I groaned.
"Don't worry we won't have to buy them."
So there we were in this rather awful pub. All the other customers were male, about 20 or so. Every eye was on Becky and me.
"Becky I don't like it here, it's full of bikers, and they don't look very friendly," I whispered.
"Shut up and relax. Some of them aren't bad, besides don't you want a little fun?"
