The Unwritten Rules, naked coed exhibitionists

by Ardor

  Kayla gently eased her finger out of me while I just held onto her while I caught my breath. Then, when I could, I took my head off her shoulder and kissed her.

  “That was amazing,” I said to her with a smile, “now it's your turn. Only, I want to lick you.”

  “You want to lick my butt?” She asked with a disbelieving look.

  I blushed because she obviously thought that was weird.

  “No, your pussy, it'll be my first time though.” I said kind of embarrassed.

  She kissed me long and slow. Our tongues intertwining and then she said, “Judging from the way you kiss I don't think that's going to be a problem. You're a girl who knows how to use her tongue. Just suck on my clit and flick it with your tongue. Oh, and wash your hands. I like a few fingers inside me too.”

  We kissed again and then broke apart. I finished washing my myself. When I was clean I went over to the sink and washed my hands. Kayla had finished washing her butt and was next to me washing her hands in the sink.

  She finished first and came up behind me. She reached around my body and cupped both my breasts from behind and said, “I got so worked up watching you come. I don't know why but feeling your butt hole squeeze my finger when you came was so hot. You could, maybe, try that on me too.”

  I shut off the water and turned around in her arms. Then I said, “I'll be really gentle, I promise.”

  We kissed for a minute or so and then I turned us around so that she was leaning against the sink. I kissed my way down her body starting at her neck. Then I kissed and sucked on each of her breasts for a moment before I rubbed my face in her cleavage. She giggled at me as I did it but got real serious when I started to move down her body again.

  Kayla spread her legs as I got down on my knees between them. I was eye to eye with her naked, open pussy. I ran the fingers of my right hand up and down her lips. She was so soft and wet that the desire to rub my face in her pussy almost overwhelmed me. I wanted to watch my fingers go inside her. I wanted to see her lips spread and wrap around my fingers before I dove in face first and licked her.

  Using the thumb and forefinger of my right hand I pinched the skin around her clit. Not her sensitive, exposed clitoris itself but the outer lips around it. I used that to stroke her clit like a tiny penis while I gently eased two fingers of my left hand inside her.

  “Oh God Joan. That, feels, so good.” Kayla said drawing out the word good into a long breathy sigh.

  I was glad she was enjoying herself but this was just meant to be a warm up. I wanted to suck on her clit and get my tongue as deep inside her as possible. I worked on her with my hands until she was breathing hard and visibly aroused. Then I gently took my fingers out of her pussy and moved them back to her butt hole. At the same time I leaned forward until my lips came in contact with hers.

  I sucked on her lips and then I gently wiggled my tongue between them and inside her. All the while my fingers were still stroking her clit and rubbing her butt hole. It was a lot to keep going at once but the effort was well worth it. Kayla was moaning and writhing around me as I ate my very first pussy.

  I slowly increased the pressure of my finger on her butt hole. Gently, it started to go inside her. Suddenly out of nowhere Kayla said, “Suck on it, oh God, suck on my clit as you finger my asshole. Feels, so, good.”

  I moved my mouth up as I kept gently pushing my finger into her butt hole. I searched for her clit with my tongue until I found it. Then I pursed my lips around it and sucked it in my mouth. She moaned as I put pressure on her clit so once it was in my mouth I rubbed the flat of my tongue across it.

  “Oh God Joan.” She said in a breathy voice as her hands went to the back of my head.

  She pulled me into her pussy so I knew I must be doing something right. I kept working on her until she moaned my name again, pressed her thighs against my face and her body jerked around me. I kept licking her through her orgasm.

  When she appeared done I kissed her pussy once and then rested my head on her inner thigh. She looked down at me and said, “Wow, maybe all that stuff about releasing your libido is true? I don't think I've ever come so fast or so hard.”

  “Well, I'd like to think I had something to do with it.” I said with an exaggerated pout.

  “Oh my God, of course you did! Get up here. I wanna taste my pussy on those talented lips of yours.” Kayla said holding her arms out to me.

  I started to get up and then realized that I still had my finger in her butt. I slowly took it out of her and then stood up for my kiss. She was deadly serious about tasting her pussy on me because I've never been so thoroughly kissed.

  “I know it's a little weird but there's something about tasting my pussy on someone else's lips. So hot.” She said shyly.

  “No, it's not weird at all. I think it’s really hot too.” I said before kissing her again.

  We made out standing there in the shower for a few minutes before Kayla stopped and asked, “Would it be OK, I mean, if you don't mind, I'd kinda, like to sleep with you tonight.”

  “I'd like that very much.” I said with a smile before I kissed her again.

  Chapter 21

  Kayla and I cleaned up and then we headed to my dorm room. Halfway there I remembered that I had a roommate. All I could do at that point though was hope that it wouldn't be weird or awkward. She was supposed to be a senior so I figured it would work out fine.

  When we got to my room though it was empty. Stacy, my roommate, was nowhere to be found. I shrugged and figured that she was probably in someone else's room. Kayla and I got into bed and snuggled up together. I laid on my back and Kayla was pressed up against my side. Her left leg was over mine and her arm was around my waist.

  The bed was in the back of the room. So, even though the room wasn't huge the light from the hallway didn't reach us. It wasn't pitch black but it was dark enough to sleep. I could just see Kayla's face in what little light reached us as she rested her head on my shoulder.

  I was trying to relax and get to sleep but the open doorway was kind of weirding me out. I mean, there I was, naked in bed cuddling with a girl I just had sex with but we weren't in a private room. Basically, anyone could walk by and look in on us.

  “Kayla, are you awake?”

  “MMM hmm.” She said in a sleepy voice.

  “I can't relax enough to fall asleep. That open doorway is kinda freaking me out a little.”

  “It bothered me at first too. You're in the safest place in the world though, I promise. Everyone keeps an eye on everyone here. There's also security all over the place. The night watch will probably walk by soon. If that doesn't make you feel better,” Kayla said in a sleepier voice, “just close your eyes and imagine a shut door on the room.”

  Then she rubbed her head into my shoulder, curled her hand around my right breast and drifted off to sleep. It was comforting to have Kayla snuggled up to me but I was still uneasy about that open doorway.

  I closed my eyes and tried to relax. When that didn't work I imagined a closed door on the room like Kayla suggested. I could feel myself start to drift off when I heard a the sound of someone walking down the hallway. It slowly got closer and closer.

  “Relax silly, that's just security.” Kayla said sleepily as she rubbed her body up against me and went back to sleep.

  Her leg fell between mine and now I could feel her pussy against my thigh as her leg pressed up against mine. It felt nice. It was comforting somehow.

  I turned my head to watch the security guard pass by the doorway. As I saw a naked woman with a baton and a walkie talky I felt myself becoming drowsy. She looked in our room to make sure everything was OK. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was seeing her naked butt as she walked past our door.

  “Everything's secure on the fifth floor.” She said into her walkie talky.

  The next thing I knew it was the morning and I was awoken by the sound of someone moving through the room. I opened my eyes to see Kayla still wrapped around me
and that senior woman from the bathroom last night poking through Stacy's stuff. It took my sleep fogged brain a few seconds to put it all together.

  “Stacy? Is that you?” I asked in a hushed tone hoping not to wake Kayla.

  She froze, turned to look at me with a smile and said, “Yeah, you caught me. Sorry, didn't mean to wake you.”

  “Why didn't you tell me who you were last night?”

  “It seemed more important to deal with Kayla's problem, which you handled very well by the way, then to introduce myself.”

  “So I guess you saw everything huh?”

  “I didn't stick around for the sex show. Although, I did keep security off your backs. They kind of frown on those types of public displays of affection, if you know what I mean.” Stacy said with a knowing look.

  “It just sorta happened.” I said with an embarrassed look.

  “It's OK, I figured you two needed the release after the tension of having to poop in public but you should try to find a private place in the future.”

  Just about then Kayla moved and opened her eyes. She looked up at me and smiled and then saw Stacy and panicked. She sat up like a shot and said, “I did it. I pooped last night I swear!”

  Stacy smiled and sat down on the edge of bed next to us. She curled her right leg underneath her, on the mattress, and kept her left foot on the floor. Then she grabbed Kayla's hand, in a comforting way, and said, “Relax honey, it's OK. I'm not here to check up on you. I'm actually Joan's dorm mate, Stacy.”

  “Oh.” Kayla said feeling silly. “OK, I just thought...”

  “I'm not here to dose you. As long as you keep up the good work you started last night no one is going to give you the Freshman cocktail. Like I said, poop in front of any upperclass student at some point today and you're Scott free.”

  Kayla looked relieved and then said, “Joan really helped me out last night. I mean, it's still going to be kind of weird for me but I can do it now. I can poop in front of other people.”

  “It'll get easier. I do it now without even thinking about it. How are you two doing otherwise? Everything else OK?” Stacy asked in a motherly tone.

  “Everything is great for me now. Classes going well, people are really nice, love, being naked. No problems at all.” Kayla said happily.

  “Good, glad to hear it.” Stacy said to Kayla. Then to me she asked, “How about you Joan? How was your first day?”

  “Going on my second day now.” I said to her with a smile. “I had a couple of small problems but over all it was a great day. Being naked all the time weirds me out now and then. I mean, most times I'm fine but occasionally it just gets weird for me.”

  “That's completely understandable. You'll get used to it. Take a tip from me. If you start to freak out over anything get help from the nearest woman. The guys will do their best but no one will understand you like another Blanke Shande woman. We'll all help you through it. You're not alone here at Blanke Schande. Got it?”

  After I shook my head yes she went on to say, “Now here's the tougher part. Tell Ms. Astamendi everything. If you've had some kind of big problem she'll already know, I promise you, so there's no use in trying to hide it from her.” She said giving a knowing look at Kayla. “She's your best resource on how to deal with, just about everything and she's here to help you. Listen to her, embrace her crazy philosophy and before you know it you'll be fearless. A real Blanke Schande woman who faces the world naked with her tits held high. You're both going to do great I can just tell.” Stacy paused for a second and then said, “I'm sure you've been asked to present already Kayla. How did you handle it?”

  Kayla waved her hand as if to dismiss the question and said, “Without a problem. Like I said I love being naked and Blanke Schande gives you permission to wave your pussy around. My knees haven't touched since I stepped on campus.”

  “What about your asshole?” Stacy asked.

  “Um...” Kayla said hesitantly.

  “Let's see it. Turn around and spread 'em.” Stacy said.

  Kayla got on all fours with her butt facing Stacy. Then she reached back with both hands and spread her butt cheeks. It wasn't hard to tell that she wasn't one hundred percent at ease with this. I put my hand on her shoulder and gave her a sympathetic smile.

  “You should work on that a little. If Ms. Astamendi finds out your butt cheeks won't touch for the next week.” She patted Kayla's butt to say she could break the pose. Then she turned to me and asked, “How about you Joan? Have you been asked to present yet?”

  "No, and I don't know whether I'm insulted or happy about that.” I said with a pout.

  Stacy laughed and then said, “I wouldn't be insulted. We're already a week into the year. By now most of the Freshman guys have started to catch on to the fact that, while we have to do it, we don't like to. When they see how unhappy it makes most of us the request rate starts to drop.”

  Then with a tilt and a gesture of her hands she admitted, “Not that it's unusual to see a girl bent over or spread to the wind at any time of the year but a few weeks into the year the atmosphere changes around here. Our body parts start to become so common place that they look beyond what they can see. We become people to them in a way that doesn't happen in the outside world.”

  With a smile Stacy said, “Once that happens you can almost feel the entire female population of Blanke Schande let out a collected sigh of relief. When we stop being sex objects somehow we feel more comfortable being sexual. The ironic thing is that when the guys stop asking to see pussy is when they get to see it the most. Now spread 'em. It's your turn Joan.”

  I was still laying on my back and Kayla was sitting next to me. I shrugged my shoulders and put my right foot on the floor and my left leg over Kayla's lap. Kayla jokingly grabbed my leg and pulled it open wider.

  “How's that?” I asked Stacy.

  “Nice, but give me a two for. I wanna see everything.”

  It suddenly seemed a little weird that they were both staring at me. I looked from Stacy to Kayla who said, “You can do it.”

  I lifted my butt off the bed and slipped my hands under myself. Then I cupped both cheeks and spread them. They both looked in between my legs. In fact Kayla leaned in a little to get a better look.

  “I-I get what this is supposed to do for the guys but how exactly does this do for us?” I asked.

  “Well, an awful lot of fuss is made over this little patch of flesh isn't it?” Stacy asked putting her hand on my pussy. She rubbed it a little and said, “We're often made to feel it's dirty or ugly and it should always be hidden away unless a man wants to see it. It's the butt of jokes that are either lewd or gross but no one ever tells you to be proud of it do they? I mean, women are often proud of their tits, their ass or even their legs but this?” Stacy asked giving my pussy another rub. “Something every single woman has no matter how young or how old, no matter what shape she comes in we all have one. It can bring us pleasure, it can bring other people pleasure. Babies pass through it but how many women are actually proud of it. Well, that's what Blanke Schande is here to do. We give you pride in your pussy.”

  “And I though I was here to get a degree in psychology.” Kayla said with a laugh.

  “Well, you are of course. Traditional learning is the foundation of Blanke Schande College. None of us would be here if we didn't want to earn a degree in something. The founders of the school just saw the need to give us something else that's just as important.”

  “If you keep rubbing me like that I'm going to see the need for something else all right.” I said grinding my pussy against her hand.

  “An orgasm is a great way to start your day if you ask me.” Stacy said moving her hand down and then she slid a finger gently inside me. “Would you like one?”

  I answered her with a sigh and a grind of my hips.

  “She likes having her butt hole played with.” Kayla said to Stacy.

  “Kayla!” I exclaimed shocked that she would just say something like that so ca
sually.

  “Relax, that's nothing to be embarrassed about.” Stacy said as she took her fingers out of me and put her thumb inside me.

  Stacy moved her thumb in and out of me and pressed her hand against my clit.

  “Watch what I'm doing here Kayla. This technique will come in handy, not only with Joan, but with more of your BSC sisters than you might think.”

  “Like, my eyes are going anywhere else?” Kayla asked watching Stacy's fingers play me like a violin.

  “Good, now you want to rub the top part of your palm against her clit as you're moving your thumb in and out of her pussy. When she gets nice and wet, which Joan does exceptionally well, take your thumb out of her pussy and rub it against her butt hole.”