Date: Mon, 8 Jul 2013 21:16:51 +0200
From: Nina Swahn <nina.swahn@gmail.com>
Subject: Sweden and 1978

Nina Swahns adventure in Sweden 1978

Part 1 out of 5

The beach.

This happened a long time ago, in early summer 1978 and I was in 8th grade.
In the school I went to, it was at this time "fashionable" for girls wear
just panties and a long T-shirt or T-shirt dress, of course, no one left
home in this dress if the parents were at home but in my case had they have
always gone to work long before I was going to school.

I myself was a little ambivalent on this, I felt naked without pants but it
was a bit exciting, though only very little. The thing is that I was hardly
in the "popular gang" among girls and violating the dress code was really
nothing you could do in my position if you do not want to be bullied.

It was only 6 weeks left to summer holidays and it was an unusually hot
day, the first day of school in May. I had my school bag, a half short
T-shirt dress and my red cotton panties when I took the bike and went
barefoot to school, the morning was a little chilly still but it would
quickly become warmer.

I was late and did not have time to go to the bathroom before the first
class  , a double class  in Swedish and it was time to show what we had
been working on the latest month, so we had no time for a break. First hour
went well, I presented my book "Crap the traditions" which was one of the
most daring books on the list, and many thought it was a good presentation.
Second hour was worse, I had become so in need to pee that it hurt and
could not sit still. As the break approached, I was once near to pee my
self.

Finally the bell rang and we were able to leave the classroom, I hurried to
the bathroom, but I felt a few drops trickled out of me before I got inside
the toilet I tore my panties off and sat on toilet chair and let out a
small rapids of pee. When I looked at my panties, I saw that they had
become very soaked in the crotch, the cotton had sucked up the pee and a
dark stain spreading on both the front and back. I had no choice, I could
not wear a pair of panties that smelled strongly of my pee, so I threw them
in the trash bin.

The rest of the school day, I went dressed only in my rather short dress
without panties, I was careful how I sat and that no one pulled up the
dress as some of the more childish guys often did in the hallways.

The last break, I sat with some of the girls in the gang, Sara, Anne and
Carita in the area where it was smoking allowed. We talked about go
swimming after school, one of the girls know a little bathing place no more
than a few miles from the school, where the water was warm faster than it
was in deeper lakes, all of us had by now become quite sweaty and hot.

Actually, I wanted to go home and put on new panties and get a swimsuit
before we went there but the other was cycling straight from school to the
lake, the idea was to swim nude, and I withered better than to miss an
opportunity that might get me in the gang.

It was mostly flat land to the lake but also the occasional uphill, and
riding a bike without panties made me excited, I felt how wet I was and for
every turn of the pedals saddle slipped in between my labia. When I stood
up and pedaled uphill slopes, I could feel the wind cool me between my legs
and how something wet slowly ran down the inside of my thighs.

When we arrived the other three girls tock off theres T-shirt and panties
and ran down to the water, there was no other in the swimming area so I
took off my dress and hoped that they would not see that I had no panties
on me or that I was wet and a little swollen after the ride.

Getting into the water was a relief, it was quite cold but it felt good
against my pussy. We did not swim for so long time, maybe fifteen minutes,
before they thought it was too cold. Then we went up to drye our bodies in
the sun, unsought the talk came in at the subject of sex, a couple of the
other, Anne and Carita were a little more experienced at this point than I
am, they had been with a guy and boasted pretty good about how awesome it
has been. They were right well developed also, their breasts were quite
large and they already had a pretty big bush between the legs. The third
girl Sara was like me quite late developed, she had more hair than I do,
but her breasts were also small and had small puffy nipples almost as me.

The two of us sat there silent while the other two continued to boast, we
glanced at each other and I got a look that was more than just a glance.
Then the conversation drifted over to this to go to school in t-shirt and
panties, generally they thought it was a way to show that you was not a
wimp, but actually dared to show off a bit more than all nerds, and the
smaller the panties were the tougher it was. When they began to compare her
panties with each other, I sat and tried to vanish, but of course Sara
asked me about how my panties looked. I felt myself blushing all over, and
got out of me that I probably forgot to put on my panties this morning.

I knew how they looked at me, half admiring and half amazed. Since Anne
laughed and said they had an live nudist in the gang! Then we started to
develop this with daring, which dared to run naked up the road from the
beach and to back? it would be at least one foot on the tarmac before we
had to turn around, all dared to do so. The next thing was to climb up on
the hill visible from the road to settle and make a split, All dared it
too, first Anne and Carita, then Sara and last up was me. As I lay there
and spread my legs as much as I could an bus went past, I didn't had time
to see if there was anyone who saw me, even if there were no passengers in
it.

When I came down, we laughed about it, and Anne felt that was probably
worth a penalty, being caught like that. We all laughed about it but
everyone else seemed to think it was an good idea. They decided that I
would masturbate front of them lying on a picnic table that was on the
beach, and I was not to stop until I had an orgasm for real. I who had
hardly done that more than twice in bed under the covers when it was dark
and everyone in the house was asleep, I felt myself blushing even more, but
forced my self to lie down on my back on the table. Carita and Anne pulled
my legs over the side edges so I was really exposed to both the sun and the
eyes of all, I felt my moist womb opened by itself and exposed how horny I
had become by now, my swollen nipples stood straight up and labia were wet,
swollen and red.

I began awkwardly to caress my self on the breasts and womb, I felt myself
trembling with both shame and lust. Sara stood in front of me and watched
carefully how I did it for a while, then she said like that I will never
have an orgasm. She grabbed my hand that I had between my legs and plunged
my finger in to the vagina and pulled it up and over my clitoris, repeated
it a few times before she put my thumb on the clitoris and rubbed firmly as
she brought my middle finger with her index finger into me. I came like I
never did before, felt his whole body went up in an arc and trembled as I
screamed and moaned completely out of control. I was as surprised as my
spectators, orgasm had hit me completely unprepared.

Afterwards I lay there and shivered, I could not get up because my legs
would not carry me, and the others looked at me completely silent, then
murmured Anne and Carita they had to ride home. Sara stayed behind, she did
not put her cloth on when others dressed them self, both T-shirt panties
and tights now, they would go home to there families at home now.

I began to relax and lay still but completely exhausted on the table, I
felt I was smudged deep into the buttocks, I was hot in the labia and when
I gently felt them, they were thoroughly swollen.

Sara stood and looked at me and smiled a secretive smile, put his head
slightly tilted to one side and said.

- You liked being mastered, do you not? Letting go of control and let us
decide what to do ...

I had not thought of it that way, but in a way it was probably true. It had
butterflyes in my belly when they started talking about a punishment. I
nodded and blushed, because I was not sure my voice would work.

Sara nodded back and smiled, she sat down on the bench at the table and
rubbed a little preoccupied the thin hair that was the beginning of my
little bush.

- If you liked it maybe we can make a little deal, I do not think Anne or
Carita really understood you, they are right really inexperienced, and have
not done it quite yet even though they want to make others believe they
have.

It tingled again in my pussy by her touch, but I tried not to show it. I
nodded to Sara as confirmation that I also thought like she did, although I
found it quite difficult to follow her thought while I was getting more and
more excited again.

Sara looked me in the eyes, hers was dark brown and big, I lost myself
completely in them, then she spoke softly and quietly in my ear.

- If you want to be with me then you must promise me that you trust me,
trust entirely that I just want what is best to you no matter what happens.
Then you also have to promise that you obey me, in everything I command
you. Only you do that, I'll bring you more amazing experiences than you can
dream of.

Her fingers were playing now with the first real hair that began to arrive
closer to my swollen, hot and wet slit. I nodded and squeaked out a yes, I
promise. The pulse throbbed now heavily in my chest and I wanted to caress
me again, I groped down with my hand just to meet her hand grabbed my hand
in a firm grip.

- First, before you do anything more, I want you to lick me, you caress my
pussy with your tongue and put it in me as far as you can.

I could see in her eyes now that she was just as excited as I was, and I
remembered what I just had promised her and stepped unsteadily off the
table and got on my knees in front of her sex, the glistening of moisture
and smell of her sex juices. I leaned forward and licked gently at first,
along the edge of her outer labia, played a little with the soft thin hair
that grew there. Then I let her tongue gently taste the wet inner labia,
spread them and dug myself deeper into her lovely bosom, searched and found
her hole poked her tongue as deep as I could and felt she had no hymen
left. Her juices ran down her tongue into my mouth, down the chin and neck
before she sapped plentiful. At the same time, I used my index finger to
massage her clitoris.

I heard her breathing became shorter and more intense, then she started to
moan almost silently behind clenched teeth. I suddenly felt her hand around
my neck and she pressed my face against her pussy while I could feel the
muscles of her vagina squeezed around my tongue, a cascade of pussy juice
washed over my face, into my mouth and I swallowed the pure reflex.

When it was over, she released my neck and leaned forward and kissed me on
the mouth, a hot kiss and we had our tongues in each others mouths. Then we
heard a car turned into the path down to the beach area and we had to hurry
to run back to our clothes and take upon us our T-shirts, more time was not
given until the car turned onto the grass field that served as parking,
about 10 meters away. I felt the sticky love juice was still in my face and
tried to quickly wipe it of on my forearms. Sara giggled as she slipped
down her panties in her shoulder bag, and said that it was time for us to
ride home.

Out of the car stepped a family, a man of 30 years of age a woman a few
years younger, and their two daughters twins in age 8-9 years. I recognized
them from next street to the street I lived on, and blushed just thinking
what if we had not heard them come.

We started cycling homewards, slowly and carefully, in particular I was
quite swollen and sore, every turn of the pedals did thoroughly hurt bad.
And now it was not exciting, just painful. After a few hundred meters we
were in the large forest strip that separated the gravel road and the
mainhighway to on this side of the lake, when Sara said.

-Stop, we must do something about our naked pussys and your sticky face
before we get home.

She picked up her panties from the bag and worked up another couple she had
in reserve, she also had paper napkins that she gave me.

- You never know when you need an extra pair of panties! She said with a
sly smile.

With panties on, it was easier to ride, a little easier anyway. It was past
seven in the evening when I got home and I really tried to walk normally
when I got inside the front door, and I managed quite well enough, anyway,
no one said anything. Mom frowned and shook her head when she saw how I was
dressed, but nothing was said about it.

After dinner I went to my room and pretended to study, I sat in bed with a
book and tried to read it, it went no further. The next morning I awoke
when mom woke me up when they would go to work, I still had the book in bed
and must have fallen asleep soon after I opened it, I hugged mom and said
goodbye. When they had gone, I went into the shower and showered long and
hot.


Part 2/5
Busted.

I had no more t-shirts dresses clean so I took it the longest T-shirt I
had, though it was considerably shorter than the dress I had the day
before, but after everything that happened I did not fear to show of my
panties in school any more. For safety's sake, I packed down a couple of
extra panties in my school bag before I got on the bike and went to school.
It did not hurt to ride now and the sun was shining from a clear blue sky
and it getting hot even though the clock was not even 08:00.

After the first class  , a double class  in history, I went out to smoking
area, where Sarah was waiting for me with a couple of guys from paralell
class. I sat with them and listened to most of what they talked about, most
music and who would have a party at the weekend. Then began the break to a
close and the guys went inside.

Sara smiled at me and said.
- What good of you to come out to me, for I promised you something
yesterday and you promised to obey me in return.

I nodded in reply and could immediately feel my pulse became heavier and
tingle that came back.

- Then we start like this, give me your panties because I forgot mine. She
said with a mischievous smile.

I reached into my bag, and took up my spare panties and gave them to Sara
with a broad smile.

- Good, I also want the one you are wearing!

I must have looked silly, I felt my chin fall down when I started trying to
talk me out of it.

- No bull shit, give me them, you should be just as naked under the T-shirt
as I am now.

She lifted quickly to her t-shirt and I could see that she was already
moist and a little red between her legs. I tried to explain again that I
could not go without panties in such a short t-shirt, but Sara ignored that
completely and said that I had promised to obey her in everything she
ordered me to do. Now I then got my first order and had nothing but to
obey, otherwise she would never even look in my direction!

I gulped and looked around, no one was looking at this side of school, some
rode away on the bike path behind the hedge, but it was all I could see.
Looked pleadingly at Sara again but she just shook her head in response to
my silent question. I took a deep breath and thought that I would surely
come to regret this, then I took off my panties and gave them to her. She
donned my panties and pulled them up tight against her bosom, I could see
it almost immediately became a small damp patch on the underside.

I pulled my shirt so that it would be longer, but it did not become any
longer, of course. I could feel the soft breeze tickled my naked sex and
felt that I would probably find it difficult to concentrate in class the
rest of the day. The first class after the break was art class, an double
hour, and it was often messy. I'd Turner, damn me to sit astride and kick
on the foot plate and do pottery today, I was also the last one of our
group so the teacher waiting for me to get ready so she could burn the
whole class pots before it was time for the summer holidays! There was no
chance to escape.

Quiet, cold sweat but more excited I started walking towards the art class
room when the bell rang out. It spun so many conflicting thoughts in my
head that I lost all context and reality, all I could think about was my
naked pussy, how hot and wet it felt like, and that it probably would soon
be presented to my class!

When I entered the classroom it was messier than usual and our art teacher,
an young woman, only 24 years old, was in a very bad mood. I must admit
that I probably was a bit of her darlings and were therefore excluded all
mess by letting me go alone into the ceramics room to complete my pot. I
breathed out, saved from my public humiliation by bare luck due to the
school troublemakers that were determined to sabotage the art class!

Alone in the pottery room, I chose my favorite turntable, it would not have
been my first choice if I had not had the locked door between me and the
class. I sat low on the bench with footrest kick off the board, quite far
apart in other words, and as the space up to the potter's wheel was pretty
crowded sat with her knees as wide apart. I enjoyed the feeling of drops of
water that found its way under the top sprinkle the inside of my thighs and
on my lap during the short apron that protected shirt.

I got very horny, i could feel the moist dripping from my pussy. I guess it
was the combination of excitement and the fear of being caught, now mixed
with the relief and sense of security.

Suddenly the door opens, it's Miss coming in to see how I am doing, I had
not expected her to come in because she is mostly left me alone if I did
not ask for help. She shut the door carefully behind her and toke a deep
breath.

- I do not know what's gotten into them today, she says, watching the door
behind her and sighs.

- Well what about the ...

She stops mid-sentence and I realized that she has seen me, she was
actually standing just right in front of me and I sit astride with his
knees up and have played with myself in the knowledge that I would be alone
until I chose to withdraw ceramics room, and I feel that my labia are open,
leaving a clear view straight into me.

I blushed as I've never done before, I feel how red I was becoming, from
top to bottom the blush swept over my body, I could even see my own hands
become red. I was embarrassed terribly while I could feel the tingle where
and contractions which reveals that an orgasm was coming. Then I was
ashamed even more, blush became deeper, because I knew I could not stop
myself from coming.

My teacher was also a little red, but just a little. She looked at me,
called me as I sat there and showed what I was red as a lobster,
desperately holding the handles at the side of the potter's wheel while the
orgasm got my belly to shake and pulsate. I whimpered like a puppy, a voice
that surprised myself, and was breathing intermittently and heavy, while my
eyes had trouble focusing on anything at all!

Then she smiled and looked me straight in the eye and wrinkled up his
forehead.

- That could get you expelled from school, reported to Social agencies and
give you a lot of trouble!

I was still shaky throughout the body, the voice did not carry so I nodded
a little iffy and just wanted to get away, disintegrate and blow away like
a plume of smoke.

She stood close to me and I felt her body heat through the fabric of her
shirt, she put an arm around my shoulder and when I turned my head to look
at her, I put my cheek against her breast, the nipple was hard as a button
on my cheek and I realized that even Miss was excited by what I've done.

- I will not report you, 'she said with a soft voice, but you can not do
this on my class, or on someone else's class either. Because if it comes
out, I can not protect you. I understand how you feel because I myself feel
the same way sometimes, but you are not allowed to give in, for most people
out there do not understand at all what this is about!

I nodded again and managed to get control of my voice again.

- Yes, I understand, Miss, 'I said, and felt the tears burn under the
eyelids.

She smiled at me and told me from now on would call her Nettan, do not miss
or Anette,  her friends always called her Nettan, and she wanted me to be
one of her friends.

- Now take and clean up before you get out of ceramics, you have both clay
and pussy juice all over your thighs and butt! Said "Nettan" and laughed!

Then she smiled and went back to the classroom and locked the door very
carefully behind.

I felt limp all over, as if I ran a marathon race. The legs would hardly
carry me when I went over to the coarse sewer were we fetched water for the
ceramics from. I washed the first of mud from my hands, then I lifted up
the shirt under my chin and washed carefully and slowly all messy and muddy
from my belly and down the legs.

I still felt dazed, I had been caught but escaped, I had had an orgasm
without even touching myself. From the look miss, no Nettans, eyes just
gave me just as she closed the door, she told me that I probably could
expect more contact with her as her "friend" whatever that might mean.

Afterwards I wiped myself with paper towels, corrected the t-shirt that had
been stained by clay, I took a deep breath and went back to the classroom.
The class was almost over and everyone was picking up stuff to go out on
the break, lunch break.

I went to the lunch room, took the food, it was some kind of pasta, but I
did not care so much about what it was. I sat down at a table by yourself,
as I always did, and tried to eat but could not get down even a bite. My
mind was in total chaos and I felt very confused. Suddenly I hear someone
say my name, it's Sara who sat opposite me without me even noticing.

- Euhm, yes. I heard that she said something more but have no idea what.

Then Sara whispered to me.

- Keep your knees together, I saw from far away at the doorway that you do
not have your panties on!

- Oh, yes, yes, sorry!

I quickly put my legs together and smoothed my shirt so that it would hide
as much as possible.

- I, I did not think I was so visible, no one do ever notice me here in the
lunch room.

Sara nodded a little thoughtful, poked a bit of food, looked up and looked
me in the eye.

- I know, though I have watched you ever since we started in seventh grade.
I've never understood why you have always been alone, though I have not
always been popular either, but I have been well received in the girls
company, and now i do not have to try so hard.

- I'm l can feel that something has happened, it is because our little game?

I nodded, then told her all about what happened inside the pottery room,
just everything I thought, done, experienced, and how it felt. Even Miss
Nettans comments.

Sara whistled a little quiet on the inhalation and nodded.

- She's cute Nettan, though I had no idea that she was so wild, I thought
that she was a little prude herself.



Part 3/5
Shoplifting with problems.

After we sat in the lunch room, we went out to smoking area, it was full of
people there so we went on outside the school fence down to the mall. Sara
had been new to our city when she started seventh grade, from Stockholm,
and had therefore immediately become popular with the blondes in the gang.

She had the experience of being the one who was bullied and therefore took
the chance when she got it, becoming one of the team instead of being the
quiet girl everyone ignores. That was why she had first brought me out to
smoking area, to meet the gang as her introduction, although it was Anne
who asked me to come. She said she somehow seen herself in me, even though
I had shown myself to be even more reckless than she's ever been.

I almost blushed and smiled back. I told her that I had noticed her already
in seventh grade too, but then it was because she had come to the school as
a tough urban girl who even got the guys to back off when she arrived.
Gradually, I had seen a softer side of her, and last summer, I had crush on
her. Then I blushed again while I told her that I was now totally in love
with her, and I was horny to just feel her presence as now that we just
walked along together.

-You will get one more mission before school ends today, then I'll take you
on a ride with the moped. First, I want you to go in and buy cigarettes for
me at the ICA supermarket and steal a deodorant for me too, one of the new
Date roll on.

She picked up a couple of bucks and gave me, and said she was going to wait
outside in the atrium.

- But how, I asked? I have no place to hide anything wearing just an
T-shirt.

- Uh huh Be a bit inventive! Answered Sara.

I went into the store and looked around a bit among feminine hygiene
products, found her deodorant and looked round I was alone. There was
really only one place to hide it, and the form it had, it would probably be
able to work to, though it was larger than anything I had ever dreamed of
puting in my vagina. I saw that they had to try on packs of sunscreen on
the same shelf, I took one of them and quickly screwed the lid, smeared a
dollop on top of deodorant  which was rounded and fine in the end and held
my breath. I squeezed the deodorant  into into me, it spanned so I thought
I'd crack but suddenly slid it in, completely, and I could feel my vagina
close it self.

It felt a bit strange to walk but after a few steps I noticed that I could
walk and move almost normally. I screwed the cap on the sunscreen and went
to the counter and bought it and a box of yellow Blend. The lady at the
counter looked at me suspiciously, wondering if I really would have
cigarettes? I nodded and said they were for a friend next door. She said,
Well, so say all, and looked sulky. Then I went out, and departed into the
atrium and felt deodorant  move at each step I took.

Sara sat next to the indoor fountain and waited, played with a cigarette
lighter but brightened up when I was walking. I noticed now after going a
bit that I have to try and squeeze the muscles for not deodorant n would
fall out, though it was actually quite easy. I had also begun to get used
to being naked under your shirt and walked easier than before.

- How did it go? Asked Sara.
- Well it went well, really good, by the way! I said and smiled and threw
the cigarette pack on the table in front of her ..
- Do you want it here and now?
- No, this shows us too much, we go into the toilet. She replied.

We went into the bathroom and I was leaning with my ass to the sink edge,
stuck a finger and tried to get it out, but it was stuck. I tried to sit
wide-legged squatting, jumping with feet wide apart, tuck my thumb and
forefinger in to get a grip, but all failed.

- You need to relax more. Said Sara. Lie down and relax all you can and
I'll see if I can get it out.

It was wet on the floor and smelled of old pee.

- Can't we take it somewhere else, this is disgusting place to lie down!
Did I say.
- Ok, we can sneak up to the grove, where it's probably no now during
school hours and we have a few minutes before the bells is calling.
- Sure. I said hastily, because now I was getting pretty worried that I
would not be able to get that thing out. I could really hear my mom yell at
me if I would need to go to the hospital to get it out.

We went as fast as we could without drawing too much attention because then
there were always those who were curious and followed and that was nothing
we wanted now. Once in the grove between the school and apartment building
area we hurried to the old tree house that some kids had built a few years
ago. It was rarely anybody there nowadays, but it was still in good
condition and there were an old broken sofa with cushions to sit on.

- Lie down and try to relax as much as you can and I'll see if I can reach
it with my fingers. Sara said.
- Ok, what is the best, on the stomach or on my back?
Sara thought for a second before she answered.
- I believe in the stomach, if we stack a few of the cushions so you can
hang with your knees.

I placed all four pads on each other and lay down on my stomach over them,
my knees hung a few inches above the floor and the body leaning forward,
but it was hard to relax because then I would lose balans.
- It's no good. I said to Sara. I can not be relaxed and keep balans
simultaneously.
- I'll fix it. Said Sara.

Then she searched around in the corner where there was a lot of wood
planks, cardboard boxes, old porn magazines and rope thrown away. She got
hold of a thick rope and a few pieces of board, the longer of the pieces
she ran solid in front of me between two large cracks in the wall that was
at an angle and said you can hold on to this, she would tie my feet so I
could remain stable without bracing myself. She took one of the narrow
ribs, she found and tied the rope, then she pressed out through a hole
where the wall board is not handed down to the floor and twisted it so that
it was locked in place when the rope was stretched. Then Sara took my right
foot and pulled it against the wall to the right of me and tied it there,
the rope was long enough to reach around a small tree trunk, which was used
as a pillar to brace the roof of the hut the first floor, and stood there
quite steadily After she pulled out my left foot to the left and tied the
rope around the ankle.

As I held the first board with broad middlemen so I lay very steady, with
wide between my legs and I felt when I relaxed my pussy lips parted by
itself. I concentrated on relaxing and trying not to think about anything
at all, and it went pretty well until I felt Sarah's hands touching me. She
parted my labia with one hand and tried to push a couple of fingers from
his other hand in side of me but I felt how i automatically contracted my
self, she pressed a little harder but I had managed to become quite dry and
it did not work.

- I have to get you to get wet again.

Said Sara, and started stroking me with a gentle hand, I could feel that my
body responded almost immediately. A slight tingling spread from my womb
and into the body, then I noticed that she leaned forward and licked the
lips of my vagina, spat into me and I became wet.

- Good, 'said Sara, keep that feeling and relax.

I could feel that she easily could get two fingers and stretched out the
opening, then a third finger, and a fourth. Sara had luckily quite small
hands and touched now the deodorant  bottle with her fingers but could not
get any real grip of it.

- just a little more now, it soon be over.

It stretched quite a bit now that she moved her hand and got even thumb in,
when the knuckles and thumb slid in with some resistance I screamed
involuntarily in pain, but I was wetter and knew that now she had their
whole hand inside me. She twisted and turned his hand to me and somehow
managed to get hold of the deodorant , but with the bottle in her hand, it
was too tight to pull it out. I felt that she put a couple of fingers from
his other hand and gently streached to get me to extend myself, it did
really hurt now, but at the same time exciting to know that the whole pussy
was filled to the edge of bursting. I bit my lip to not scream when she
slowly pulled out her hand with the deodorant  bottle gently but firm.

With a loud "plop" she got out and I felt I lost all power and just slumped
over the pads. The whole body shook uncontrollably and I was breathing
intermittently and irregularly exhausted though relieved that it was over.
Sara looked at me anxiously.

- How are you, are you okay?
I nodded as answer, though I was not sure that everything was ok, then I
pulled myself together and spoke, the voice was weak and feeble.
- I think it's okay, though I'm so tired that I can not move. It pounds a
dull pain in my pussy, but it does not really hurt anymore.

Sara looked a little ashamed, and shook her head as an inner dialogue.

- I think we quit this game now, what we do have somehow got out of hands
now ...
- NO! I do not want, I just need to rest a little while!
- Are you really sure you're okay?
- Hell, yeah!

My answer came out of me without me even had time to think. I tried to
slither back over the pads but the legs are still shaking too much for me
to do it. Sara helped me to a kneeling position where I still supported my
self on my hands against the cushions, while she untied the rope and
loosened my feet. When I was able to sit down i felt sore  and the pain
shot up in my belly. Then I saw that her hand was bloody, and it was my
blood, then I realized that I must have burst inside when she pulled out
the deodorant  bottle.

I was scared when I felt if I was bleeding a lot and half expected a big
puddle of blood on the floor when I looked down, but it was only a couple
of splashes and when I felt it was more pussy juice than blood on my
fingers. I searched and noticed that I was already fully contracted fixed
but very sore.

I put my hand on Sarah's shoulder and pulled her to me, then we hugged a
long time, we heard from the school that the bell rang, but we did not care
about it.

- Sara, it's all right with me, I might have cracked a little but it does
not bleed anymore so it can not be that bad. I would like to continue even
though we may have to take it easy for a few days, until I healed up
properly.

Sara nodded and I could see she was red in the eyes, she had cried for my
sake, that she was afraid she hurt me. I kissed her gently and held her.
Then we sat on the old couch cushions and looked through a window opening
which was against school, I had regained my panties, unused, at least. and
it was quite nice to have them on, even if it chafed a bit.

We agreed that when I was once again ready to take her mission, I would
come up to her and secretly give her my panties to her so that I was as
naked as I was before today.

It hurt to get home, and luckily there was nobody home. I had bled down my
panties and hurted like the worst menstrual pain. I fetched some new pads
and panties and went to bed. My mother had sometimes really bad pain when
she had her period so it was no wonder if I had it now ...

My little lie at home went well, mom even called the school and called me
in sick the rest of the week. A few days in bed was comfortable, well not
the first day that I had so much pain that I could not move, but then let
the pain and I was feeling better and better! The second day, I was still
sore and I dared not to put my finger to feel inside of me, but the third
day I did not feel so bad and I dared. It felt like a hard line along out
at the opening, probably a kind of scar after the crack, I assumed it would
take a few days before I was completely healed but the bleeding had
stopped, I had not had any infection and was just a little sore.


Part 4/5
Busted again!

When I have lain in bed these days, I had had time to think about what had
happened, when I was thinking clear and sensible, I could not understand
that I dared to do something so incredibly stupid and reckless, but when I
remained alone and played up all of it like a movie in my head, I longed to
continue the game with Sara! I felt so confused and my mind was all messed
up, but my feeling, the urge for an thrill was overwhelming.

The weekend we, my family and me, was up the country and celebrated my
grandmother who turned 71, she is old in body but in her head she is
spirited. Sometimes when we were alone, she tell me about her adventures
and romances, even a little portion embarrassing almost perverse things,
things she would never mention if my mother was nearby. I actually think I
know Grandma better than what mom does, though how well do I really my
mother?

On Monday morning I was up before my parents went to work, I longed for
Sara. I was in the shower when I heard them close the door and start the
car, Dad had been in a hurry, he had forgotten the razor on the counter
some thing he almost never did.

After the shower, I stood naked in front of full-length mirror in the
bathroom and looked at myself. My breasts were like small flat buns with
big nipples, really, they were not so great but the areola were as exalted
above the rest of the breast and the nipple was the size of a small
raspberry. I had started getting hips and buttocks but was still pretty
thin, almost anorexic! My vulva had swelled up a bit and was like a small
bun with it, in and of itself a fairly flat bun but with a few straggly
dark hair. likewise, it was under the arms, spiky and sparse hair that most
sticking to deodorant.

The idea that straight away there had been before, but then did not have
the razor lying there on the edge, still wet from the shower, I took a
little soap on my fingers and soaped my armpit again, took the razor and
scraped gently over the skin. After just a few strokes, I was smooth and
hairless under my arms, I liked the feeling. I looked down between my legs,
I felt over the sparse poor hairs that grew there, there would be more that
I knew but now it did not look any good I thought. I had started to become
a little vain about my appearance, especially my pussy, because I wanted to
be beautiful for Sara. I soaped me carefully and sat on the edge of the
bath and shaved my self,  carefully remove each hair until I was soft as
the baby's ass, I had been just a year ago.

After the shower, I had even time to eat breakfast, I never did normally. I
sat on the patio and ate toast and drank juice, looked out over the street
and saw a cigarette box that was there, it was yellow Blend, the same as
Sara smoked. The box looked like new, and I jumped over the fence and
retrieved it. When I was back on the patio, I opened the box, it was empty,
though it looked new. I emptied out some remaining tobacco flakes over the
lawn and went into my room where I added Sarah's panties to the empty
cigarette box, the panties I had borrowed that day out at the beach. They
smelled clean, a little soap, because I had not dared to put them in the
laundry but washed them myself.

I folded the panties neatly into a small package that fit perfectly into
the cigarette box. Felt on the soft skin under my dress, the skin that was
now relieved of all body hair. Then I took the bike to school, it was
already summer, and trees and shrubs began to turn green, the birds had
come back from their winter home, and I felt happy and excited over the
week would now begin.

I arrived on time to school, even had a few minutes before the bell rang. I
met Sarah at her locker which was only a few meters away from my own, she
stood with the "popular" girls and talked. I went up to her and held out
his cigarette case and said thank you for the loan! At first she looked a
little bewildered opened the box slightly and closed it again and smiled
and said, no problem, anytime!

Then I went off to my class , it felt like walking on clouds, and today I
was not a bit worried about walking around without panties. Maybe I should
have been there, but I felt invulnerable and happy!

Of the first class this day I remembered nothing, it was so uninteresting
that it was impossible to concentrate on it, instead I tried to figure out
what Sara could have the surprise for me. Hardly any new raid against
deodorant disk in the supermarket, but something she surely thought out
already. Then there was the one in which we would go away to ...

Then the bell rang and I tried to walk as quietly as I always had, but it
was difficult. I wanted to run out to the smoking area to meet her! Out in
smoking area Sara sat with Anne and Carita, they were going out to the
large beach across town, I heard how Sarah said she'd think about it but
she had some stuff she would do first. When I came up and said hello they
all looked up and said hello back. I sat down on the low railing which
framed smoking area and Anne offered me a cigarette, Blend menthol, I did
not usually smoke but I had done it a few times before and I knew she was
testing me after seeing me return a box cigarettes to Sara.

I took the cigarette and lit it on her lighter, took a couple of puffs and
managed to refrain from coughing. I said as casually.

- I usually do not like menthol but occasionally it's okay right?

I looked up and saw that Anne tried to look cool while she puffed her
cigarette, she held the smoke in her mouth for a while before she blew out
because it would not be too obvious that she was not particularly
accustomed to smoke. Bolstered by that do not feel any irritation in the
throat, I pulled a couple inhale to, thundered and half sat on the fence. I
knew then that I was in the gang, and those that basis was perceived as
tough and confident struggled to live up to the image of themselves and
were probably more scared than most of the kids in school.

Anne and Carita went in to get the right books to the next class, Sara and
I stood there and looked at each other. I was nervous to stand there and
not knowing what to say, I took a few deep inhale and burned me a bit on my
fingers and dropped the butt. It bounced out onto the tarmac and
automatically I took a step after the step on it, then I feel the nicotine
kick. It spins my head so I lose my balance, stepping on a round loose
pebble and fall over. I like sliding down on the ground while I turn to
receive hands down with my hands. I feel that I scrape my right high and
what's worse is that sprawling twigs from bushes framing the smoking area,
is stuck in the dress which is now pulled up over my belly button.

Quickly I get up and pulls down the dress and look around, there are still
quite a few out on the break though most are heading for the doors. I feel
myself blush, though certainly most of them never even noticed that I
slipped but if they saw me fall they would have see that I was stark naked
under the dress! I turned around and closed my eyes, it could not be true,
soon the whole school would know that I have shown my pussy on the
playground and I would be in big trouble!

On top, I felt bad, had pain in the buttocks and was incredible
embarrassed! In the distance I heard someone snickered but nothing more to
suggest that everyone had seen it. Giggles got louder and louder in my ears
until it just came from the right side, and I got a hug.

- I'm sorry I laughed, said Sara, but you looked so hilarious that I just
could not resist!

I gently opened the eyes again.

- Did many people see me?

- No, I do not think there were any, maybe Joakim in 9C, but who would
believe him anyway, that's just the kind of stuff that he goes around
saying all the time about all the girls!

I felt relieved, although I'm not entirely confident that I passed me from
such bloop, and if Jocke had seen me, he would soon share with the whole
school, though few would listen to him. There was almost no one who could
stand to listen to his perverted fantasies. What worried me was that he was
always the one who ran around and pulled up the dress or t-shirt for girls
in the hallway!

Apparently, Sara thought the same thought, quickly she pulled off her
panties and slipped them over to me.

- Take mine, if he saw you he will try to prove it to everyone when you go
to your locker! I have a pair in reserve in my locker. She smiled a knowing
smile. Someone gave me the one pair of panties in a box!

Fast but slightly less smooth I put on them. The school yard was nearly
empty and no one was around when we started walking towards the door and
into the cabinets. Once inside the hall was packed with people and we met
Jocke halfway to our cabinets, and Sara smoothly skip to the side and left
me between her and him. He had seen me and screamed triumphantly "see she's
naked!" And lifted my dress up high above belly button, almost up over my
breasts. Everyone could see that I had panties, pretty decent also. All
sighed and called him a fucking perverted moron! He became completely
furious, then he ran after Sarah, but he never caught up with her several
girls and boys took him down and tried to get him to stop with his strange
prank.

Meanwhile, we come to the cabinets and Sara took the package and went into
the bathroom to put on her panties.


Part 5/5
Exposed and found.

The rest of the school day, we took it easy, Jocke clearly had his eyes on
us and would have taken every opportunity to expose me if I had shown any
signs of being nude under the dress again. The last class  was over ten
past two and Sara was waiting for me at the moped.

- Are you ready to take the next assignment? She asked, carefully examined
my reaction.

I nodded and tried to look as if I just waited for her to ask me just that,
in fact, I had almost forgotten that I promised to accompany her and obey
her every whim.

- Okay, I have an extra helmet with me so we'll take my moped and head off
to my special place.

She smiled and handed the helmet to me, I hung the bag over my shoulder and
took me her extra helmet while she started her Monark Compact, the then I
sat astride the rack and we pulled away. We went pretty far away, first
through town and through the suburbs on the other side, then out of the
country towards the newly built airport. We drove past the airport and then
out over a bridge, out on an island, all the way until the road ran out.

Sara stopped her moped and said:
-Here we are! I'll just lock the moped first then I'll tell you what to do.

I looked around and saw only brushy forest, a resting place for those who
walked the nature trails in the area and a small parking lot for maybe five
or six cars, right now it was only one parked there. I walked over and sat
on the bench by table and waited for Sarah, I felt both nervous and excited
about what was to come.

- Listen now, this is what I want you to do, 'she said in a low voice.
First we go along the path up ahead, it goes out on a narrow point and is
perhaps one and a half kilometer long.

Meanwhile, she sat and picked with a plastic bag she had in the bag, took
out a white and green bag from the liquor store with something in.

- When we stop, you undress to naked and you should bring with you this
bag. It contains three ropes, they finished tied with loops for your feet
and hands and the other end is the hooks that you attach to the loops that
are at the top of a hill at the tip of the cape. You can not miss them,
they are red and sits in the mountain, in a triangle around a lot with
moss. The loop that is furthest out is for your hands, and it is the blue
rope and the other towards the path is for your feet for the white ropes.
At the bottom of the bag is a blindfold that you put on before you attach
your hands in the blue rope.

Sara looked at me, as if to see whether I understood what she said to me. I
nodded and felt his pulse rose, I remembered every right words and what
they meant.

Together we walked along the path, and after just a few meters we were
obscured by bushes, after about ten meters we stopped. I obediently took
off my clothes and gave them to her and took the bag with rope.

- A moment said Sara. And took out a red whiteboard pen. I'll just write
something on you.

She squatted down and wrote on my stomach, just above my pussy, she wrote
"fuck me, please!".

- So there! Now I sit and bathe my feet for half an hour or so, then I will
come and look to see how you are doing!

She smiled and I saw that she was excited, her cheeks were slightly red and
under the thin shirt fabric i could see how hard her nipples had managed to
become. Automatically I felt on my own which was so hard that it ached in
them.

I took a deep breath and started walking along the path, it had begun to
get quite green all over, some tired ants wandered across the path on the
way home to stack but yet there seemed no mosquitoes or flies. I was
thinking about the car that was parked and wondered if I would meet with
the owner here on the trail, wondering how he or she would react, if there
were more then one person, would they like to fuck me? I could hardly say
no, not with the text clearly visible above my pussy!

After a little while narrowing the edge off and I got close to the water, I
could look across the bay to the left and there I saw a naked man lying and
tanning, he could hardly see me because he was facing away from me, I could
clearly see his quite large dick and could not help that I felt wet between
my legs. Apparently he was the one who parked the car in the parking lot,
there was no houses here so close that he could have walked here I assumed
somewhat relieved. The rest of the walk, I went into an excited buzz,
fairly confident that I would not meet anyone on the trail.

When I arrived at the cape, I saw that there was a small cliff surrounded
by low shrubs on a couple of sides that sloped toward the water, but from
the trail and straight ahead was clear view and the moss vegetated hill was
very visible. Sara was right that I could not miss the loops, they were
placed a two and a half meter between each other in an equilateral
triangle. A little nervously, I looked around me but nobody appeared out on
the lake or at the beach on the bay.

I sat down on the hill, in the soft moss, and packed up the ropes and
blindfold, the moss was soft and warm and maybe a slightly damp. I put the
loops from the white ropes around my ankles and hooked secure the other
side of the ropes in steel loops who was trapped in the rock. I was forced
to part properly on my legs to the ropes would reach, almost in split. The
third rope I had already hooked in and pulled out as far as it went. I had
placed the double loop for my hands were in just within reach, and put on
the dark blue cotton band that was my blindfold. I had to grope for quite
some time before I got hold of the double loop, I coaxed into hands that
Sara had described and drew. Now I lay immovable, stretched and at mercy of
whoever came out to the cape, I felt an excitement that was stronger than
anything I had hitherto experienced. The sun was warm on my gender and my
heart pounded as if it wanted to burst my chest.

I had no direct perception of time anymore, but I would guess that I been
there at least half an hour and the initial excitement began to fade when I
heard footsteps. I was pretty convinced it was Sara who had come to see how
I followed her instructions and perhaps to annoy me a bit. I was therefore
a little surprised to hear a pattering sound firmly turned its steps
towards me, heart skipped a beat, it was not Sara! I had been fantasizing
about different scenario of how unknown people came and looked at me,
caressed me and even fingered me until I had felt how my own pussy juice
flowed down along my buttocks. I myself had felt the smell of my sex
juices, now had something else done it to and set track on me.

I had barely finished the thought before I felt a cold nose against my
labia and an unexpectedly warm tongue licked my juices, the nose went up
over my body and puffed in my face while I got a couple of hard little
sharp paws stood on my chest. It was only then that I understood what it
meant to do, something both hard, warm, slippery and soft pressed against
my pussy, pushed and coaxed. Suddenly, I felt it entering me, I tried to
pull me away but I was too well bound, the dog's cock filled me, thrusted
into me. When I hear a man's voice call for the dog and drag it from me,
the limb slips out of me with a loud plop and my pussy juice splashed
across my stomach, I hear myself groan of relief when it does.

- So that's what you want, laughing, his voice is a little sarcastic, I can
help you with that.

I feel his hand sliding over my breasts, down over my now sticky stomach
and down to my sex, his fingers playing between my labia and find my clit.
I jerk as if i had an electric shock, and groaning involuntarily of
sensation. Another finger slides into me and humping in and out
rhythmically while the first continues to massage my button, I get a
surprisingly strong orgasm, feel the muscles in my vagina squeeze his
finger in spasm. I can hear how I whimper like a puppy, but I is not at
first aware that it is me i am hearing. The dog is in front and tries to
lick me between my legs but gets pushed away by the man.

Then he pulls out his finger out of me and sticks it into my mouth, I lick
and suck them willingly. He was removing them from my mouth and I wonder
both excited and scared what he will do next. I hear a belt and zipper that
opens and understand that now is the time for me to lose my virginity for
real.

Again, I felt a hard soft limp that pressed against my pussy, it was much
bigger than the dog had been and hands pressed over my breasts felt heavy
and warm, his breath smelled strongly of cigarettes. Wet and excited as I
was, I opened myself to him and he pushed his cock into me, it was both
thicker and longer than I thought it would be. He slid into me inch by inch
until I thought he would burst me from inside!

Cautiously, he began humping, first slowly in and out, then faster and
faster, and each time he drove his cock into me he slid a little further,
until he reached the bottom of me! Again and again he bumped against the
bottom as he started to massage my nipples between his fingers, it was evil
and at the same time I felt a new and even more powerful orgasm building up
in me. I heard how I whined like an animal, then I moaned more and more,
finally when the orgasm was over me, I shouted out straight. My body's
reputation as the spasms and my vagina and squeezed the big cock again and
again! He placed his hand over my mouth to shut me up and slowed down the
tempo he fucked me in.

When my orgasm subsided, I felt that he probably approached his climax, he
fucked slower and eventually he stopped when he was so deep inside me as he
could get. I could feel small spasm in his penis and prepared myself for
him to come inside me, suddenly he pulled out and stood up. Second, after
he takes hold of my jaw and open my mouth abruptly. Before I had time to
protest, he drives his big stiff limb in my mouth and keep humping, he is
deep in the throat and I can hardly breathe. after only a few moments he
stops and pushes down the cock deep in my throat so that I almost pukes! I
feel the rhythmically spasm in his cock, the cum he sprays into my throat
and I swallow of pure reflex. The man presses his cock further down my
throat while it pumps out his sperm down my throat and I swallowed and
swallowed, suddenly I feel how his cock slide into my throat, deep down.
When I swallowed as I opened my throat for his cock and he could bring the
whole cock into my throat. It hurt and I had no chance at all to breathe,
his cock is still pulsing and I swallowed so as not to bring down his cum
in the lungs.

After what seemed like an eternity, though it was probably only half a
minute, he pulled himself out of me, I gasped and sucked in the air, and
soon began to become aware of the surroundings again, the dog sniffed
between my legs but was removed by the man. I hear a zipper that closes
again and steps to move away. I'm still breathing with some difficulty my
body shaking uncontrollably but after a while I can relax again.

I am alone with the sun and the exhaustion I feel after being brutally
fucked. I am so tired that I passes out  a short time, how long I do not
know but I wake up of a hand gently caress me over the breasts.

First, I feel the panic come, the man is back! Then I calm myself, the hand
is much smaller, softer and stir gently at me. I am reassured by the soft
caress, maybe it's Sara who come to me. The fingers caress me gently down
over my stomach and down to my vulva, sliding along the sensitive labia
outer contour down towards my vaginal opening and back up along the other
side. Soft but firm begins massaging my clitoris I draw quickly for breath
when it leaps to that of an electric shock in my clitoris.

I breathe heavier and it tingles in my womb, really I do not want to have
sex now but my body betrays me and horniness returns. The body is still
exhausted but my pussy is getting wet and my nipples stiffen until it
hurts. I feel the warm breath against my sex, then warm lips against my
lablia. An avid tongue searching for my clit, find it, lips closed around
it when an warm mouth slowly sucking it in. Tingle getting stronger and I
can not hold back a moan when it sends its electric shocks through my
abdomen.

When it came something both hard and soft that caressed up and down between
my labia it took me a few seconds before I understood that this was not
Sarah, it was a guy. No adult man like him with the dog but maybe a guy
maybe at my own age. I was just too excited to protest and I was close to
my orgasm when he penetrated me, he was careful and gentle when he, at
first, slowly and rhythmically fucked me. After a while, he ran faster
harder and deeper. I groaned each time he bumped into me, I was pretty sore
and swollen before and this was a pleasurable and delightful torture.

After a short time he slowed the pace, and he found my clit with one finger
and kneaded it thoroughly. I felt my body tightened up like a bow, and how
he pushed himself so deep into me as he could, then I exploded! I have no
idea if I screamed but I think I did. In the middle of my orgasm he filled
my vagina of something warm and I could hear him moaning with a broken
teenage voice. When the orgasm slowly subsided for both me and him, we fell
together, I'm flat on my back because I could not in any other way, and he
wrung like a dishcloth on top of me, panting as if he ran the marathon.

We lay so for a long while, then he whispered in my ear thanks and got up
and went. I lay there and felt it was hot in my pussy and my legs shook and
how something messy ran down between my buttocks. I was hoping that Sara
would come now, because it did not feel as if I could handle one more time.
After just a few minutes came as Sara, I recognized her by the way she
walked. When she came up to me, she sat down next to me and asked how it
was? I sighed exhausted, glad that she was back.

- It was ... exciting, exhausting though quite arousing, no very exciting!

She pulled off my blindfold and I squinted in the sun, after a few seconds
I could see her.

- Had you planned all this? I asked Sara.

- She shook her head, not exactly planned, but I've had it in mind since
that day on the beach. I did not think you would take offense that I
invited some one I know.

I looked at her, she blushed.

- No, maybe not, I said, though I must say it was a bit much considering
it's my first time.

Sara nodded.
- Yes, I suppose so, sorry that it took so long too. I had to pick him up,
and he's a little tired of the drugs so he was asleep when I got there.

- Is he sick?

- Yes, but there is nothing that is contagious, he is my cousin and he has
terminal cancer. Damn, he's only a year older than us!

Sara cried, her tears dripping down on me as she undid my rope. I realized
he was the cautious one who was so caring and grateful, must be her cousin,
and decided to say nothing about the man with the dog. When I was free I
massaged my arms and legs to get the circulation going again, Sara helped
me to his feet and we hugged when I come up in a standing position again.

- It's okay with me, he was very sweet to me and I'd love to meet him.

- I think he is a bit down the path, he can almost do nothing anymore. He
told me how sick he was just before we rode to the beach, and that he was
sorry that he would never be with a girl. I wanted to help him, do him the
service, but he would not do it with me because I am his cousin and friend,
it had to be someone else. Then I met you and then when I realized what
turned you on, I realized how I could help him.

I nodded and hugged her.

- You did the right thing, and now I want to meet him. Do you have my
clothes with you?

- Oh no, I forgot them in the moped down at the car park!

- It's okay, it's not like he's never seen me naked! I said and tried to
giggled a little. Let's go.

We just went a fifty meters until we came to some lying tree trunks, he sat
there and looked quite pale, dark long hair and a thin face. His eyes were
dark brown and looked so sad. He looked up and saw us both to come, I'm
naked with my arm around the waist of his cousin. He blushed a little on
the cheeks, had small red spots there in the pale face. I felt that way
with him, so young and yet he looked old.

Without saying a word, I went up and hugged him and sat beside him in the
trunk. He looked at me and asked if I was okay, I said it was good, he was
good and I was happy that it was he who came to me. Then I kissed him.

Sara said she would go get my clothes and I asked her to bring the moped to
us so he would not have to walk all the way back to the car park.

When sara gone, I asked him.

- Do you want to do it again with me?

He smiled, and said:
- Yes, but maybe not out here on the Cape, I can't anymore today but I
would love to be with you any other day.

I promised to come to him the next day, and I did. That summer, I was with
him almost every day, in the beginning we had sex quite often but as he got
worse, it was not very often, and we sat or lay most and held each other. I
still miss him, and when he passed away that autumn, in october, I cried
for a whole month. He was my first love, my greatest love and I'm proud to
been his. Sara and I stayed friends in the coming years but she moved out
of town by the middle of the summer 1978 and we were only together a couple
of times after that.

But I am grateful that she brought us together. That we got to be with each
other.


--- END of 1978 ---