Naked In School

"I’ll take your word for it," he grinned.

We cruised all around Westport. We stopped into Fuzzy’s and got some ice cream. We cruised around some more. We talked, a lot. I actually told him about my mother. I don't tell anyone about my mother. How in the world he got me to do that is beyond me. Not that she left-I’d already told him that-but how it made me feel. Abandoned, not quite good enough, a ‘bad’ daughter. Why would she leave if she really loved me? I hadn’t said anything like this to anyone in seven years.

I didn’t get it. I just didn’t get it. He had burrowed so deep into my head and I couldn’t get him out. I didn’t want to get him out. Did I?

Dammit, I’m Maggie the Fuck Bunny! I control guys, not the other way around! Somehow I had lost complete control of this situation and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. Well, until he got me home. That’s when he walked me to my door, hand-in-hand. True to his word, there wasn’t any sex. I guess kissing isn’t sex-because I got well and truly kissed. Oh, he’d kissed me yesterday, but that was a prelude. This wasn’t. This was the end game. I got supremely kissed knowing that there wasn’t anything else coming.

I liked it. A lot.

I went up to my room and cried. I’m not quite sure why. They might have been tears of joy. They might not have. I’m not a crier-but I cried that night, for reasons I couldn’t explain.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN CHUCK

Dammit, I went too far.

I knew that before I dropped her off. After she got done telling me about her mother, I could see the fear in her eyes. She was terrified that she had told me all that.

Even before then-when I quite accurately told her that she was lonely-I saw fear then, too.

So, if I were playing this game, I was pushing too hard. There was only one problem. I wasn’t playing a game anymore. The minute she listened to me and accepted that I didn’t spread the thing about us around, I stopped playing games.

I used the right word earlier-she was intoxicating. And unfathomable. And altogether delightful. What can you make of a girl that will fuck all comers with a smile on her face but blushes when you hold her hand? That gets asked for blowjobs but doesn’t get asked for dates? That has been on intimate terms with half the high school but has never been courted? You have a puzzle, that’s what you have. I guess part of me wanted to solve the puzzle, still. Another part of me just wanted to cherish the pieces.

But I had gone too far, and I knew it. Too much, too soon. No, it wasn’t completely my fault-I didn’t push her when she told me all that stuff about her mother, it just came out. But I think that was from a couple of days of wearing down her defenses.

And if I knew Maggie-and I was beginning to think I did-those defenses were going to be rebuilt. I was waiting for her to go on the offensive. I knew it was coming.

I just hoped I could hang on for the ride.

PART FOUR THURSDAY

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN MAGGIE

I needed to regain control. That was the foremost thought in my mind as I awoke Thursday morning. I needed my control back. I was losing control over myself and I did not like it.

All right, I was horny, too. Look, the whole Maggie the Fuck Bunny thing wasn’t a smokescreen. This wasn’t Maggie using sex to get love. I wasn’t that pathetic, OK? My Dad loved me, my brothers loved me, my friends loved me. I was lonely in a certain way, true. But that’s not what my promiscuity was all about. I had a lot of sex because I genuinely liked sex. And I mean that in a purely physical way. Orgasms rule, that’s all there is to it. And I liked the feeling of being filled up by a guy.

But, yeah, it was a way for me to also maintain control, and I knew it-especially the multiple-partners aspect of it. I wasn’t willing to surrender that control unless I met the right guy.

The really scary part is that I was thinking that I just might have. Met the right guy, that is. But I wasn’t sure, and I was shaky, and I was confused-and I was horny. Yeah, back to that.

So, what I did was, I beat Chuck to school and got myself undressed. As soon as there was anyone around, I yelled out, "who wants to get laid?"

Of course, somebody did. So in a matter of seconds, I was sitting on the wall spread-eagled with a big hard cock pumping in and out of me. I didn’t even know who it was, and I didn’t much care. I came, right before he did.

Chuck showed up right before I came. When my lover dismounted, I looked up and he had this very strange grin on his face. He walked past me and said, "Hi, Sugarlips," and then went in the building.

I asked for relief twice in the first four periods-and not in the class that Chuck was in.

On the way to lunch, I got propositioned. Of course, I took advantage. A nice hot knee-trembler right in the middle of the crowded hall. It was fantastic. When I got done, I noticed Jared and Amanda standing there grinning at me-with Chuck standing right behind them.

"Well, Maggie, it looks like you’re back to your old self again," Amanda grinned.

"Yeah, you’d been kind of subdued this week. We figured you’d use The Program to your full advantage," Jared added.

"I am now," I grinned.

Chuck leaned in and said, "Yup, it looks like Maggie the Fuck Bunny is back." I gave him a shit-eating grin. Then he turned to Jared and Amanda and said, "Do you know that she gets goose bumps on her arms when you hold her hand?" And then he disappeared.

I just stood there, jaw all agape. Amanda looked at me funny. I didn’t know what to say. I just shrugged my shoulders, and we walked to lunch. I ate with the gang, not Chuck.

Unfortunately, I got called down the office halfway during lunch to be reprimanded. Evidently, intercourse in the middle of the school hall isn’t a ‘reasonable request’. Hey, sounded reasonable to me. And I was on the receiving end of the request, wasn’t I? Mr. Tilling disagreed. "Too disruptive," or something like that.

So, I had to wait until after school. Which I did. "Who wants to go in the woods?" I had a number of volunteers. I picked a cutie, took him into the woods, and got myself laid again. That’s three today. Much, much better.

He took off after we did the deed. I got myself up off the ground and proceeded to start to get out of the woods myself-when, from behind a tree, out popped Braden. Grinning at me.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CHUCK

I don’t know if she was under the (very erroneous) impression that I had given up, or something. Because she almost looked surprised to see me. Of course, she covered it well.

"Hey, Braden. Taking notes?" she grinned.

"Do you really think I have to?" I grinned back. She didn’t know what to say to that. "How many is that today?"

"Three."

"Back in the swing of things?"

"You know it," she grinned.

"Good. Hey, listen, I need to go to the mall, buy a couple things. I was wondering if you’d like to come with. We can go to Burger Hut or something afterwards for supper."

She looked at me like I was an alien. Then she shook her head. Then she said, "What?"

"I’m going to the mall. Need to buy a few things," I reiterated. "I’d like your company."

"Um, well, OK. Sure."

"Good. You want to get dressed first?"

"Yeah, I’d better," she grinned. "Wouldn’t want to cause a stampede in front of the Target, or anything."

"Uh-huh." We went back to the school building. I could see the guy’s cum running down her legs. She fetched her clothes and then put them on. I had already gotten dressed.

"Do you know you have cum down your thighs?" I asked.

"Yeah. Like I’m not used to that?" she laughed defiantly. "What, jealous it’s not yours?"

Keep trying to bait me, Maggie-ain’t gonna work. "No," I said. No, because I know what I want, I didn’t say. And it’s not your pussy. Not unless it comes with the rest of you.