Curt Aldrich

Bound, whipped and raped schoolgirls

CHAPTER ONE

It was the Fourth of July and the fireworks display at Grant Park was due to start shortly. In the girls' shower room at Memorial High School, the girls' gymnastics team was hurrying to rinse the workout sweat off their young bodies so they could run over to the park and meet with their boyfriends. There would be lots of making out in the bushes of Grant Park tonight as the fireworks exploded overhead. Training rules would be forgotten and abandoned. It was the Fourth of July, after all, a night to let go and celebrate.

Two of the young gymnasts, a petite brunette named Nada, and an equally petite, but slightly more curvaceous blonde named Marilyn – both of them world-class gymnasts with hopes of winning medals in the next Olympics – showered with none of the frantic hurry of the others. They took their time, letting the steaming water slide like oil over their elastic young tits, soaping their armpits and, crotches with leisurely strokes. They were waiting, as they always did, for the showers to clear out, so they could be alone – just the two of them.

Marilyn and Nada were in no hurry to get over to the park, or to give their bodies to smelly, groping boys. If they went to the park at all, it would not be to give their bodies, but to tantalize with their bodies, not to pleasure the boys, but to leave as many boys as they could begging and humiliated, with slapped or clawed faces, with balls blue enough to fall off. They were, after all, the two most desired girls in town, were fast becoming two of the most desired girls in the nation due to the celebrity status they were gaining on network TV, and no Memorial High School cock-face was going to touch their bodies without being put instantly in his place.

"Well, hurry it up!" Marilyn shouted at the other girls. "Do you wanna miss the fireworks?"

All the other girls but Nada jumped as it the fire alarm had just gone off, several of them slipping and sliding out of the showers without bothering to rinse the soap off their pussies.

A few boys tonight will get their dirty mouths washed out with soap, Marilyn mused gleefully. As they well deserve! She and Nada glanced at each other and bath of them smiled. She was sure Nada was having the same thought about boys with soap in their mouths.

The two girls stayed under separate showers, both of them waiting for the infantile jabbering and squeals of the girls in the locker room to gradually lessen and fade away. Their pussies throbbed as they watched each other, each girl admiring the other's tits and voluptuous curves. They both turned to show off their asses and the rosy-pink puckers between the smooth, firm ass-cheeks.

Gorgeous! they both thought, and they could hardly wait to join their bodies under a single shower.

They'd been making out with each other since before either of them had sprouted hair on her pussy, and they still found each other to be the ultimate sexual turn-on. The only thing that turned them on anywhere near as much as each other was the act of teasing men with their bodies. Neither girl had ever given herself sexually to a male, and neither girl had any plans to do so. They had beauty, success, fame – and each other. What more did either of them need? Certainly not men – except for teasing and putting down.

As Nada and Marilyn got hotter and hotter, the pussy-cream oozed from their throbbing teen cunts and trickled down their legs. Nada and Marilyn displayed themselves seductively to each other, each girl got as turned on by her own vampish undulations as much as by the sight of the other's. As they teased each ether in what they thought was complete privacy, they had no idea they were being watched through a one-way mirror by a man they had both come to despise, despite the years of work he'd put in developing them into world-glass gymnasts. That man was Coach Ross Sterling. They despised taking orders from any male.