Chapter 1
There was no doubt about it. Marcy Lee was by far the hottest looking girl in the senior-class at Clarkson high.
The tall full busted blonde had dark olive skin that was as soft as velvet. And all the guys at school, including most of the male teachers wanted to get their hands on that lovely soft skin. And there were a lot of them who imagined doing more to Marcy than just that.
Yes, there was no doubt about it. She was the subject of some pretty hot fantasies. No one knew for sure just how many of her admirers went to sleep by whacking off with Marcy in their thoughts.
Marcy, besides being the prettiest girl at school, it looked as though she was one of the most popular among the girls as well. She had more friends than freckles on her cute turned up nose. She made a good friend. She was a sincere and loyal buddy. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do for another girl. But among the guys there was a growing resentment.
Few understood how shy she really was. It was very hard for her to deal with all the sexual attention they wanted to give to her. They took her quietness as being stuck up and conceited. And the more they pressured her, the more she retreated. It was only a short time before she got to be known as the high school cock tease.
"You know, Marcy, I think you're gaining weight," her best friend Judy said as they were changing out of their gym shorts in the locker room.
"Oh, no. Do you think I've gained a lot? I haven't looked in the mirror for ages."
It may have seemed like a strange thing for such a pretty girl to say. Many girls, not half as pretty as Marcy stood all day in front of the mirror. So when Judy heard her say this, she just figured it was all a pretense. She found it very hard to believe that a girl with Marcy's looks hadn't looked in the mirror for ages.
"Well, it's not all that much. I'd say maybe you gained five pounds in your rump."
Suddenly Marcy felt frantic.
"Gosh. I hope I'm not going to get fat."
"Please darling. I can't imagine you ever getting fat. It just looks kind of sexy."
It was true. The flesh had been added in just the right spot and her once flat little ass now had more of a shape.
Marcy pulled her cotton panties down and ran over to the mirror on the other side of the locker room.
She turned her neck and tried to get a good look at her ass as a couple of girls stood around and watched.
"Look at that Marcy Lee. She really thinks her ass is hot stuff. Did you ever see any one stare at their asshole for so long?" a girl named Ellen remarked to her friend Joan.
Actually, Joan and Ellen were more than friends. They were lovers. In the eighth grade they had discovered that they were lesbians. They had rather a cute torn boyish look about them. Both wore their hair real short and usually dressed in rather sporty clothes. And although they were both crazy about one another, they both had an enormous crush on Marcy Lee.
"I bet she's pulling down her pants right near our locker to tease us a little."
"Why, Joanie. Are you so turned on by her cute little sun tanned ass?"
Joanie suddenly felt defensive. She didn't really know why. In her heart of hearts she knew it was true that Marcy Lee turned her •on. She wondered if Ellen felt the same way too. "What's gotten into you. You suddenly sound so possessive."
"I can just tell the way you look at her. I know you'd like to get your hands on that soft velvet skin."
Ellen was really rubbing it in. But Joanie knew that she had as much a crush on the pretty blond. All she had to do was look down at her hard nipples and she knew that she was extremely excited.
"So what if I do."
Ellen took a deep breath. They both knew that they could never have her and there was just no point in dreaming about it.
They both knew that even if they could neither one of them would ever take the chance of having their most intimate secret revealed.
So as a result con tempt for Marcy Lee built up. They grew to hate the thing that brought them pain. And that was the way vicious catty rumors began. Both women and men began to resent her after a while.
"Gosh," Marcy Lee sighed. "I sure hope I don't get those little fat ripples like old women get when they get fat."
"Don't get carried away about this Marcy," Judy said trying hard to calm her down. "It's only five pounds and your ass looks even cuter than ever."
"I don't want to have a cute fat ass."
"It's not really fat. It's just a little full."
"Come on let's hurry. I think we're late for our next class."
The two girls scurried to the next class.
"I think I know why you're starting to gain weight," Judy suddenly said to her best friend.
"Too many ice cream cones, probably."
"No hon. I think that there's much more to it than that."
"I don't understand what you're trying to get at now."
"Well, dear. I think it's all psychological."
"Oh, Judy. It sounds to me like you've been reading too many college psychology text books. We have a full year before we begin college. There's really no rush on it."
"Well, I do have a pretty good insight that I'm pretty sure would be some help to you."
Marcy Lee could see that there was no shutting Judy up. .Once she got on a tangent there was no stopping her."
Patiently she indulged her friend.
"Alright. Go ahead. Let me hear what's in your head."
"I think you're trying to keep away the boys."
Suddenly Marcy's body cringed. She knew that her friend had touched a sore spot.
It was true. She was getting a lot more attention over the last few months than she was capable of handling. Sure, she knew she was a pretty girl. And she did not mind being admired. But she could not take the way-the men and the boys had been coming on to her sexually as of late.
"Well, what do you think of my insight?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about," Marcy snapped back defensively.
"You're trying to make yourself less attractive. You know you're a hot number and I'm pretty sure that you have thoughts about the guys sometimes yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I sure as hell know that you're not made of ice."
It was true that Marcy had her fantasies. It was of no man that she knew. It was sort of some ideal, imaginary figure. The perfect Prince Charming who she hoped someday to meet. In her dreams she imagined their wedding night. She knew for sure that whoever this man was he would want her to be pure and virginal.
She had vowed at all cost that she would keep herself pure. She had every intention of wearing white on her wedding night.
"Well, there sure isn't any guy around this school I'd like to be with. I mean they're all a bunch of animals, and that goes for the teachers as well. The male teachers I mean. Did you see the way Mr. Cormack was staring at me hi the gym. My gosh. You'd think he'd never seen a pair of legs before."
"Well he probably has never seen a pair as good as yours."
"Would you believe that when he passed me by he said I had legs like Betty Grable?"
"Who was that."
"I think she was an old time movie star or someone like that."
"Well, I wouldn't let it bother you. I would just take it as a compliment. After all, it really was a nice thing for; him to say. Don't you think."
"It's not that I mind the compliment. It's not that."
"Then what is it?"
"It was that definite tone of sexuality in his voice. It was like he was trying to tell me that he wanted to have sex with me."
"Well, maybe you're just going to have to start getting used to it. Either you're going to make yourself into a fat homely girl, or you'll have to learn to deal with men."
"Well, I sure as hell want to keep my figure. In fact I'm cutting out all that ice cream right now."
The girls passed the girl's room and Marcy decided to run in.
"I'll meet you in class, Judy. Save a seat for me."
Judy ran off to class, while Marcy ran off to wash her face.
Marcy heard the sound of hushed giggling at the very end of the lavatory. When she looked down at the last stall on the left she realized that there were two people in the toilet.
She figured they were smoking dope. She took a deep breath. There was a very faint smell of pot in the air.
It was a sweet fragrance. The woodsy smell always reminded her of the autumn woods.
"You better watch out. That stuff stinks!" she yelled out. She had only meant to warn whoever was in the stall.
She had no idea that it was Ellen and Joan .
"Sounds like Marcy Lee," Ellen whispered in her girlfriend's ear.
They were already pretty high. They felt light and dizzy and very good.
"Is that Marcy Lee?" Joan called out.
"It sure as hell is."
"Why don't you come on in here and try a little of this stuff with us."
Marcy had only smoked a joint once in her life and she sure wasn't looking to get into trouble at school.
"Not me. And you girls had better watch out. If anyone catches you you know sure enough you'll be kicked out of here."
"Come on in here with us Marcy Lee," Joanie said sticking her cute boyish face out the door.
Marcy Lee was such an innocent. She had no idea of what they thought of her in their little minds. She did not know that they loved and hated her all at the same time. She did not know their fantasies of seduction.
Marcy Lee thought of all women as her friend. Even more than that, she felt a comradery and a sistership with those of her own sex. And as much as she mistrusted men, that was how much she loved and trusted women friends.
Ellen was giggling softly. It was a soft sweet sound.
Marcy Lee took a good look at them now. She saw how light and happy they were. She saw how they really seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Her heart had been feeling a little heavy of late. She didn't really know quite why. Maybe it was that her period was due in a few days and she always did seem to get blue around that time.
"Well, I won't smoke any with you, but I'll come in and..."
"Sure. We're really having fun in here. We've been gossiping about all the toady teachers."
"Maybe I'll cut my class."
"Why not. We can have a real good time."
"Sure you don't want to take just a drag?"
"No. Really. None for me,"
Marcy watched the girls pass the joint between them and when they had finished one they rolled another."
"You girls really have guts. I could never take a chance like this."
"Come on Marcy. Just take one puff."
They held the joint to her lips.
"Breathe real deep."
She drew in very hard. She felt a stream of smoke go all the way deep into her lungs.
"Wow!"
"Feel weird?" Joanie asked her.
"A little strange. Kind of like a strong cigarette."
"Here," Ellen said, offering her another drag.
Marcy's head was really starting to get very light now. She felt wonderful and light. She felt like a leaf that was floating in air. This was how she always wanted to feel. Suddenly she forgot that she was even at school. It was just like floating on a misty cloud.
"Oh, I feel so high."
"You've only taken a puff."
Ellen pressed the weed to Marcy's lips. She felt the fullness of her mouth. She thought how she wanted to touch those lips with her own. She thought how much she wanted to make love to this beautiful girl. It was a crazy wonderful fantasy. But the more they smoked the more she realized that it was a fantasy that could very definitely come true.
And Joan, of course, had the very same fantasy. It didn't make her feel at all jealous that Ellen wanted Marcy too. They could both have her. And what's more they could both have her together.
The excitement filled the air. There was a deep eroticism that filled their cunts as well. Even Marcy was feeling deeply sensuous, though when the girls gently asked her how she felt, she only replied that she felt good.
"I'm feeling very dizzy all of a sudden. I don't really know what's happening to me now. It's like the world is spinning." Suddenly Marcy's lovely body fell to the floor.
"Is she out?" Ellen asked Joan.
"Like a light."
"Here, let's get her up. Let's put her up on the toilet seat."
"She'll be alright. I guess she's not used to this stuff. I guess it is rather strong."
"It's my fault."
"Please don't blame yourself, Ellen. In a few minutes she'll be up."
"Well I want to get a good look at that pussy of hers before she wakes up."
"Hey! wait a minute."
"Now, don't tell me you're jealous or anything like that."
"Well, maybe I am a little."
"Now come on. I know you've had a thing for Marcy Lee as long as I have."
"Well, maybe that's true."
"Well, here's our chance."
"For what?"
"Don't you see. Here's our chance to get it out of our system. If we can only keep her high for a little while, we can do all those things we've been fantasizing about."
"And what if she remembers."
"She may even like it."
Joanie lifted up Marcy's tight T-Shirt and revealed her lovely breasts that showed through her sheer bra.
Ellen reached behind the lovely girl's back and undid the bra and dropped it to the floor.
Ellen took one of the lovely full breasts and held it for a minute in her hand. It was the fullest, the loveliest set of tits she had ever seen.
"Gosh," she's gorgeous.
"Just look at the size of these nipples."
They were very pink and very tight. There was no doubt about it. Even though she was knocked out it was quite obvious to them that her body was excited.
Ellen gently touched Marcy Lee's thigh. Her skin was just as soft and velvety as she had imagined in her fantasies. She could now begin to feel her own clit start to throb real hard with a burning excitement. It was very hard for Ellen to believe that her wonderful fantasy of being with Marcy was actually coming true.
And what was even more wonderful was that the situation had worked out in such a way that she did not have to cheat on her lover. For surely she would have felt some terrible pangs of guilt if she had been all alone with the beautiful virgin.
Ellen continued softly stroking Marcy Lee's thigh. She wondered if she could deal with the excitement that was ahead of her.
Now Ellen's fingers softly worked their way into the lush snatch. How soft and blond the lovely girl's pubic hair was. She pressed her hand against it gently before moving her finger against her clit.
She could see it was throbbing. There was no doubt about it that Marcy Lee was feeling hot. She dipped her two fingers in even deeper now and smelled the pungent juices that were beginning to flow.
"Is she wet yet?" Joanie asked.
"A little."
"Well, let's get her good and hot."
Joanie got down on her knees now. She was not quite as subtle as her friend and in a minute she had her long tongue stretched out and started eating Marcy's twat.
"Gosh. You don't even come up for air," Ellen remarked. She thought that her friend was being just a bit too pushy. After all it was Ellen's idea in the first place to bring Marcy Lee inside.
"Eeew, it feels good," they heard Marcy moan and moan. .
It was the first indication that they had that Marcy Lee was really turned on.
"I'm so glad she's excited."
"So am I," Joanie said lifting up her head for just one second.
But then she returned her head into the lushness of the young woman's cunt. It was almost as though she could not get enough. Over and over Joanie lapped up Marcy Lee's pussy juices as though she had been dying of thirst.
The taste was sweet to her and she loved eating the girl out. And as she ate, Ellen's finger fucked her deep. Her fingers stopped abruptly right at the point of her cherry.
For a second she thought of busting it. She had no idea at all how tightly Marcy Lee held on to the idea of her virginity. She had no idea how much Marcy wanted to stay pure and innocent.
"Look how wet she's getting," Ellen said as she pulled out her fingers from the juicy cunt.
It was true that Marcy's pussy juices were really flowing. There was a deep musky odor that was now filling the air that competed with the smell of pot.
"Here take another drag," Ellen said, holding what was left of the joint up to Marcy's mouth.
But it definitely seemed as though she was way off into another world and there was no way of getting her back to earth.
"Boy, look at her. She's really off in space."
Over and over Marcy moaned deep-deep in ecstasy. Over and over she sighed, with delight.
"Oh, how I love what you're doing to me. Please don't stop. Please." Ellen, who had been working very hard on rubbing Marcy Lee's twat, suddenly returned her hand to her snatch.
It was true that Ellen's fingers-were growing tired. And it was true that Joanie's cheeks were tired too. But the fact of .the matter was that they really did get a big kick out of turning her on.
The juices were flowing. They were almost dripping down her thighs. Ellen massaged the wetness until it dried.
"I wonder if she'd remember what we did an hour from now?"
"I really think she's out of it. I mean I think she's too far gone to remember a thing."
"I wish she would take another drag of the joint. I don't want her to come down yet. I want to see what she's like when she's really stoned."
"If she had any more I think she would get sick."
"Yeah, I guess you must be right," Joanie said giving the lovely cunt one more lick.
And again they listened to the moans of the beautiful blond girl, and every once in a while the girls looked up to admire her beautiful face. It seemed to glow with an incredible radiance. There was no doubt about it in their minds that she was one of the loveliest creatures they had ever seen.
Joanie was getting so hot and excited that could feel the wetness in her own panties. She lowered her hand and put it up against the crotch in her panties.
Marcy spread her thighs further apart and Ellen stretched out the quivering lips of her red pussy lips.
"Eeew, deeper, deeper," Marcy sighed and moaned. It was just incredible now to see someone filled with such delight and ecstasy.
Ellen pushed her full hand up to the point of her cherry and again she thought of ramming her hand deep against it.
Then she thought to herself she might as well. After all, if she didn't do it it would only be done by some big cock.
And the thought of a big cock ramming hard into the tender cunt of the beautiful Marcy Lee really made her feel angry. In fact it was just the thought she needed to ram her hand now very deep into the girl's cunt.
"Why are you hitting her so hard?" Joanie asked.
Ellen looked at the wet lips of her friend for a moment. She did not know quite what to say. She thought perhaps that Joan would think it terrible to bust Marcy Lee's cherry like that.
She thought of what she would tell Joanie. Then suddenly, she blurted it out.
"I want to smash her little cherry," Ellen confessed.
"Well, that's a lousy thing to do."
"And what's so terrible about it."
"Well, you know there are a lot of people who think those things are kind of sacred."
"What's so sacred about being a virgin. It's only a little bit of skin. Besides, after what we're doing to her she's no innocent."
"Well, that's true."
"There's nothing more disgusting in my mind than a technical virgin. They get to go out and fuck a hundred different ways. They'll do it in the mouth, they'll do it in the ass, they'll do it every which way. But when it comes to saying that they're a virgin they get real proud of that and flaunt in your face."
"You sound uptight and angry to me. I don't know what you're so defensive about. And I don't see any reason that you should feel this way about Marcy Lee."
"Well, maybe I'm just angry because I know that if she wasn't on pot, if she wasn't stoned and clear out of her mind, then she would never allow us to do this to her."
"Well, that may be true. But that's her choice. I really don't se^ how you could expect to impose your will on anyone."
"I'm just telling you my feelings now. I'm not saying that it's right or wrong. But that's how I feel"
Ellen had stopped the thrusting of her hand in and out of Marcy Lee's cunt. Inhibited by what her friend had just said she came to a .sudden stop. It would have given her great pleasure to have broken her cherry open. It would have given her a wonderful sense of power. But now she felt she could not go any further and knew that if she was alone with Marcy Lee that it would certainly be another story.
But with Joanie watching, she just didn't want to start a fuss. She took a long look at Marcy Lee now. She wondered if they would ever be able to get her out of the state she was in, in order to take her back to class.
The beautiful blonde's large tits seemed to swell from all the excitement. Her pink nipples seemed harder and tighter than they had before.
Softly Ellen pressed her lips to the sweet mounds and started to suck them gently. And gently Marcy Lee cooed and cooed.
"Ahhhhhh," she sighed.
And Joanie returned her tongue and worked hard on the girl's clit. She took it between her two fingers and started to rub tightly on it. And it seemed that the more she rubbed, the more Marcy Lee reacted. There was no doubt about it. She loved having pressure exerted on her clit.
Ellen started to suck even harder on the girl's nipples. She felt as though she could not get enough of her luscious tits.
And both Joan and Ellen felt the excitement inside their own cunts welling up.
They felt the fabulous juices of their honey pots. It would soon be time to work on each other. They knew they were going to come hard and easily. It would only take one touch in the right spot.
Excitedly, Marcy rubbed her thighs tightly together. She began moving her hips from side to side. Perspiration poured and it became obvious to both Ellen and Joan that she was almost about to climax.
"Keep working on her clit," Ellen said to Joan as she lifted her head for a second from the luscious tit.
"I am."
"Eeeeewww," they heard her cry.
It was terrific, they thought.
Joan moved her hand way up her cunt. It was not to ram her hard. It was not a thrust to break her precious cherry. But she could feel the fabulous spasms of her muscles. It felt as though the walls of the girl's vagina had totally collapsed.
"Has she come," Ellen asked, excitedly.
"Definitely. There's no doubt about it."
Then Ellen took a look for herself and dipped her fingers all the way into Marcy Lee's cunt.
"Do you feel the muscle spasms?"
"Yeah. She came. She definitely came."
They felt relieved and jubilant. It was a fabulous feeling to know that they had made her climax so beautifully.
They looked at one another now as Marcy's head dropped back. They saw her eyes roll and only hoped that she would be alright.
"Don't worry about her," Ellen said as she undid her girlfriend's shirt. "In a little while she'll be functioning just fine and she'll never remember what we did to her. And maybe if we're lucky we can have some times like this again with her."
It was a new experience for both of them. Neither of them had ever had a threesome before.
"I still think it could have been much more exciting if she had let us do it willingly."
"I think that may be a lot to ask from such an innocent."
They both laughed, for they knew that she was not an innocent any longer.
Ellen began playing with Joanie's huge tits. It was her favorite part of her body and they were so incredibly sensitive to her touch.
Ellen watched the way the full nipples hardened. That always excited her.
"You know you have the best tits in the whole wide world."
"Not the universe."
"The best anywhere," Ellen said as she started pulling on her titties.
"Eeeew, they feel so sensitive."
"Am I hurting you? Am I pulling on them too hard?"
"No. Don't be ridiculous. I love it when you pull on them like that."
Ellen stretched the nipples now real long as though they were a piece of taffy. They seemed to grow and grow. She was so proud of the fact that Joanie's tits were the largest in the school and it was very definitely one of the reasons she was so attracted to the girl."
"You know it was your tits that really turned me on when we first met."
"I thought it was my mind."
Again they laughed.
"I remember how we were all getting undressed the first day in gym class in the eighth grade. Most of us were flat chested. You were the only one wearing a bra. I kind of imagined that it might be padded. I mean, I never thought a girl in the eighth grade could be so stacked."
Joanie laughed. She had always been so self conscious about her huge breasts. And though it was true that her flesh was young and very firm at this age, she worried terribly about them sagging to her knees when she was older.
"Sometimes I think I should have an operation and cut them off a bit"
"Don't be crazy. You know how your tits always turn me on."
"But what will happen when I'm old and they droop."
"You can worry about all that then. Meanwhile let me enjoy them."
Ellen returned her wet lips to Joanie's breast and started sucking on it like crazy.
"Eeew, it feels good."
Joan moved her fingers on to her friend's hairy snatch. She could feel how very wet she was. It made her feel real good to know how much she enjoyed sucking on her nipples. And it seemed as if she just could not get enough of it.
Then Joan started working her fingers further into Ellen's cunt. She knew she could finger fuck her good. She had broken her cherry years ago and had the full length of the deep luscious hole.
The pungent pussy juices were flowing now. It was incredibly wet.
Then as Ellen sucked on the nipples, caressing each tit carefully and completely, she worked on her clit at the same time.
"Are you almost there?" Ellen asked. She knew that she was ready now to climax but she did not want to come until her friend did.
They always waited for each other. It was just customary between them. But this time it seemed that Joan was really quite spaced out. She was lost in another world, where she had so many erotic thoughts going off in her mind.
Ellen couldn't hold out any longer and as Joanie tightly nabbed her clit she put her own hand deep into her cunt and rubbed very intensely.
"Ohhhh," she screamed. She was really coming hard.
It was wonderful!
Ellen could just feel a thousand spasms going off all at the same time. It was the most wonderful feeling of complete fullness. Never before had she reached the depths of such erotic feelings.
Usually when she came it lasted only for a few minutes, there were a couple of muscle spasms and then suddenly it was all over. But now something very different had happened to her. It was a new and unusual feeling and one that she was very pleased with.
She felt like a flower in bloom. Never before had she opened up to such an extent. Her insides felt as though they were vibrating and that there was nothing that could stop her from coming and coming all over again.
Each time she thought that her climax was over something wonderful happened inside her pussy. A great tension formed. There was a second of great frustration and within that second she really wondered if she would come again. Desperately she would want to. Desperately she would yearn. Her body welled up with excitement. The juices formed and dripped down her thigh.
"Ohhh," she cried. She knew she was just about to come again. It was three times now that she had rubbed herself hard with the last ten minutes. And it was three times that she came. No. Maybe it was more. Maybe it was four times that she had come good and hard.
And then once again the explosion came. She had almost given up trying. Yes. She was going off like fire crackers right inside her cunt.
Then suddenly she collapsed on Joanie's huge tits. They felt comforting and warm. Softly she kissed them. She did not know if Joan was even turned on any more. She looked into her cute little face and saw how drugged she looked.
"We have to get dressed. We have to get out of here," she said out loud. But no one heard her. Her voice was soft and deep. She too began to feel as though she was floating now into another distant world. It was great to be so stoned. It was just great to feel so intoxicated. But the class would be over soon. Before they knew it the bell would ring and the toilet would be filled with a hundred girls putting on their make-up and smoking cigarettes before the next class began.
"We've got to get dressed. We've got to get out of here," she said again.
Ellen tried hard to get her energies together.
Her head was very light. She was dizzy and all at once it was as though she was spinning.
"Oh, no," she cried.
Joanie did not hear her. Her head was held back. Her eyes were shut. Ellen saw what was happening now. She knew for sure that they were in for big trouble.
The last thing she could remember was the sight of Marcy Lee's lovely cunt, fully exposed.
Then she fell to the ground and shut her eyes.
"I'll get a moment's sleep, then I'll get up," she said, shutting her eyes.
The world continued to spin within her mind.
And then she thought again about how very wonderful her continuous climax was. She only hoped that it would be able to happen again and again.