Chapter Thirty-two -- An Early Graduation
"Can you believe it's been nine weeks?" Kaitlyn asked the group, circling her
tummy with fingertips. "And that I'm showing?"
"Proud of that belly, aren't you?" Darlene asked, then quickly added, "Just
wait. You're in for stretch marks, junior sitting on your bladder so you have to
pee every ten minutes but only ten drops at a time..."
"Indigestion, hemorrhoids, and swollen feet," Laura joined in.
"We're just lucky that our boobs grow, too. The guys love it."
"Bruce is already reading books," Kaitlyn told the other married women. "His
favorite recommendation is more breast play to toughen my nipples for breast
feeding. I married a tit man."
"Well, you've got the equipment for it," Debbie told her. "And I married a leg
man and I've got the equipment for that. So how'd everybody do on their tests?
Anybody flunk?"
"Every square knot was square," Laura bragged.
"You weren't really worried, though. Were you?"
"A little. I kept getting careless until they said, 'This is it.' But it was
perfect," she bragged.
"I worried about you in the suspension bondage," Debbie admitted.
"I've lost some weight and I'm a lot stronger, so it was actually kind of fun."
"I was afraid I'd hurt you."
"Oh, I ached a little but it worked right out."
"Seven bottoms and a switch," Darlene laughed. "Not a sadistic dominatrix in the
bunch. Playing the top was the hardest part for me."
"Negotiating was the hardest for me," Maria told everyone as the single women
joined the married. "I still have a hard time admitting that I like some of this
stuff. It's hard to admit it to myself."
"Well, you never have to do it again if you don't want to," Kim reminded her.
"Yeah, but I really do like being helpless. Clarice and Lucy and all the others
keep telling me how hard it's going to be for me to avoid being abused and taken
advantage of," the Latina girl sighed. "I think I'm going to avoid Salvadoran
men. They're all too macho and into themselves."
"Sounds like prejudice to me," Kim observed.
"Yeah, well, it's true. I can say that because I'm Salvadoran."
"Just like Bea can say 'nigger' and it's OK," Wendy chuckled. "Boy has she come
a long way."
"She's a lot like me," Laura commented. "Well, let's get ready for graduation."
"Will somebody do me up in leather?" Maria asked.
"OK, let's negotiate," Kim offered.
"Oh, come on. You know what I like," Maria complained.
"I think I do," Kim snickered. "So I'm going to start by gagging you and then
doing some things you _don't_ like. How about that?"
"Go ahead, stretch my limits," Maria told Kim.
"You asked for it."
Maria attended the graduation ceremony in a leather harness with a big dildo
named 'The Tool' firmly planted in her butt. Her wrists were fastened together
behind her back and her elbows were pulled back until they touched. Thin chains
with bells at the ends dangled from the tweezer clamps on her nipples and labia
as she shuffled forward in six-inch heels connected by an eight-inch hobble
chain between the ankle straps.
Kaitlyn wore a baby doll nightie without panties to emphasize her impending
motherhood. Laura chose a corset and stockings, stripping off the elegant gown
she had initially considered. Kim decided to dress for her role as Maria's top,
wearing a leather halter and shorts with high-heeled boots. Wendy decided on a
fur bikini that looked especially good on her. Debbie, the exhibitionist with
the perfect body, went nude except for jewelry, including some kinky jewelry
like nipple chains held on by comfortable loops and a clit' clip. Jennifer could
have been the school slut on any college campus wearing a short spandex skirt
and tank top with clunky heels. Darlene had been told she was to come nude, the
only junior who was told how to dress.
The married women met their husbands at the entrance to the auditorium. Debbie's
fiance made it, too. They filed down the aisles and took their seats in the
second row.
"Darlene, come with me," Lucy ordered.
"What's going on?"
"You're graduating today," Lucy told her. "Put this on."
She was handed a cap, complete with tassel. The gown consisted of a short cape
that only covered her shoulders, the same outfit that all graduating seniors
wore for graduation. "You're not kidding?"
"Nope."
"But..."
"No buts. Put it on and join the seniors."
"Yes, ma'am," she answered submissively, walking out to the hallway where the
eight seniors waited. After spending nine weeks with her own class, it felt
uncomfortable being with the other women. She knew them all, had French kissed
every one of them, and had participated in intimate sexual contact with most of
them.
"Congratulations," they all said, giving her hugs and kisses.
"I'm not sure I'm ready," Darlene complained. "Or that I want to go early. I..."
"They wouldn't let you go early if you weren't ready," she was assured. "You're
definitely ready to resume normal life. We're all going to miss GWU but all good
things must come to an end except good marriages."
'Pomp and Circumstance' began playing on the public address system and the nine
women marched slowly down the aisle, a feat made difficult because each wore the
highest heels she could tolerate. Walking in five or six-inch heels was never
easy, but the floor slanted downward, too. Step, together, step, together,
step...
Darlene realized that she was more proud at that moment than at her high school
graduation. In high school, her performance was something less than
mediocre--below average grades in average classes. She barely passed. She didn't
participate in any sports. Her part time jobs and socializing with other girls
and lots of boys took up all her time. The only picture of her in the yearbook
was the requisite portrait.
She was pregnant when she graduated from high school. Not by much. She chuckled
to herself, remembering the old joke about 'being just a little bit pregnant.'
She was lucky. Her parents' upbringing and morals had prevented her from
becoming the class slut. Actually, her high school graduating class had four
notable sluts: one was obviously pregnant for commencement; two had abortions,
as in more than one; and Carla was probably infertile after multiple doses of
the clap.
'No,' Darlene acknowledged, smiling when she saw Dwayne looking at her, 'I was
just very highly sexed. Any guy willing to spend a little time kissing and
caressing me could and did get my juices flowing and, if they were patient, they
got in my pants.' She tried to remember if she had seen any of those cocks.
'Nope,' she decided. She had felt some, even stroked most of them to orgasm. But
she didn't look. She was scared.
She never dressed like a slut in high school. Actually, she dressed more like a
boy, T-shirts and jeans. Levis. She owned one dress for Sundays. And one pair of
dress shoes. And one pair of 'school shoes.' She wore old shoes around the
house. 'I'm surprised any boy even looked at me,' she smiled to herself. Then
she glanced down at her chest and knew exactly why boys looked.
Darlene developed a chest early. At age eleven, she needed a B-cup. At twelve,
she filled a C that pushed out the front of those ratty T-shirts. And once she
was pregnant, D and DD cups were needed to support her mammaries. They shrank
only slightly after Jennifer, her oldest, was born. Unfortunately, the rest of
her wouldn't shrink, either. And with each of her five babies, she grew a little
more. 'At least my butt and thighs and belly did,' she acknowledged.
And then came GWU. Daily exercise tightened everything up. She had already lost
over twenty pounds in the first nine weeks. Darlene knew that she looked better
than she had in years. And she felt better, too. And not just physically.
Now she was one of nine women standing in the front row of an old auditorium,
waiting to sit down together. Gracefully, if possible.
"Commencement is a rite of passage," Peggy intoned from the podium. "This is
just one of many you have passed or will pass in the future but it's important.
Do any of you doubt that you've learned some of life's most important lessons
while you were here? We started with sex and we'll end with sex. It's vital to a
marriage. But communication is just as important. It's even more critical than
sex. Without open, honest communications, we're all doomed to loneliness even
when we're with other people. Your spouse should be your best friend, your
confidant, your support system, your..."
For the second time, they heard the song used in GWU...
"It must have been cold there in my shadow, To never feel sunlight on..."
Bette Middler's haunting 'Wind Beneath My Wings' provided a beautiful background
as Peggy, the cooking instructor, mentor, confident, and so many other things,
spoke softly, reminding them of the highlights of their stay at GWU and
emphasizing the most important lessons. Then she issued a challenge, "So, men,
please join your significant others for their commencement, a new beginning that
will commence in just a few short minutes."
As the song repeated, the senior's husbands got up one by one to walk down the
aisle. To the amazement of the juniors and their husbands, each of the men
disrobed completely, folding their clothes neatly on seats to the left of the
stage before joining their wives. All but one of the seniors was married or
engaged, unlike the junior class that now consisted of only three married women.
Darlene knew that there was no way that Dwayne would...come down...and... But
there he was, taking off his clothes, his engorged cock bouncing in front of him
as he walked to join his wife on the front row, hugging and kissing her before
taking her hand and helping her back down into her seat. Sitting gracefully
without help was so difficult in five-inch heels that the gesture immediately
brought tears to her eyes.
The rest of the juniors focused on the exposed cocks, noting one young husband's
rigid erection slapping against his belly, and another that stuck straight out.
One had a decided curve to the right. The black guy's cock wasn't much bigger
than anybody else's, if it was any bigger at all, but many of the women thought
it looked delicious, sloping down at an angle. Two were limp but unashamed as
they joined their wives. They counted five circumcised, including Dwayne, and
three uncircumcised.
As the fourth repeat of the song faded away, Peggy simply said, "Alecia."
The young woman in her late twenties mounted the stage with her husband at her
side and ceremoniously kissed Peggy on the cheek. As they separated, Alecia
grabbed Peggy and embraced her tightly, wrapping one of her legs around the
older woman's bottom, and tongue kissing in front of the now applauding
audience, many of whom whistled encouragement.
"I've wanted to do that for a long time," Alecia giggled, hugging Peggy again.
She returned to the podium. "We don't have an official valedictorian but I was
chosen to say a few words. But I'm _NOT_ going to make a speech. And now that
I've said that, I guess I'll get on with my speech."
"When we came here naked, our hands cuffed behind us, forbidden to even pee
without permission, did anybody have any idea where we'd be today? I didn't. But
I don't need to tell any of you about it. You were there or you're hooked up
with someone who was there who can tell you all about it. It wasn't easy, but we
all made it. But it was harder on some of us than others. So now I'd like to
make some presentations."
"Cindy," Alecia laughed. "You've been a real pain in the butt. I guess you've
had a real pain in your butt. So we got together a special... Well, come on up."
The middle aged woman blushed as she got up to receive the presentation. "Since
you're such a tight ass, we figured you'd need something to loosen up with, so
you get a complete set of butt plugs including this one."
Everyone laughed as Alecia held up a tiny replica of the latex butt plugs they
had all worn except that this one was only two inches long and not much larger
around than a soda straw. "If you start over with this one, Kenneth might get a
shot at your butt yet," Alicia kidded. "And to make things go smoooooth, we also
got you this." More laughter greeted the presentation of a bulb-type enema
syringe and a bottle of Wesson oil. "If anybody has trouble with the butt fuck
test, try a cooking oil enema."
"But be prepared for a week long case of the runs that no amount of Kaopectate
will cure," Cindy said loudly, accepting her gifts with a kiss and hug for both
Alecia and Peggy. Every one of the women got gag gifts, including Darlene. The
other juniors had known for days that she would be leaving early.
"A little birdie told me that you're the class slut," Alecia teased Darlene.
"One of the few women here with an excess of sexual hormones and a need to burn
them off, so your classmates started out by giving you the little birdie, which
just happens to be... a cock." And she held up the big dildo decorated as a
rooster. Then, holding up a package of EverReady batteries and a vibrator, she
added, "And they thought that you'd need the ones that keep going and going and
going, so you can keep coming and coming and..."
The laughter drowned out the last few words as Peggy took the podium again.
"Alecia," she pronounced formally as a ceremonial march played over the PA
system. As Alecia came forward with her husband again, Peggy began a little
ceremony, handcuffing them together and saying a few words that the audience
couldn't hear. Lucy put a rope over each of their heads to hang around their
necks with a handcuff key on a ring threaded onto it. They also got a vibrator,
a pair of 'Cathy's Cuffs', a dildo, and a leatherette cock harness.
The shape of the dildo and the type of vibrator varied as the gifts were
presented to the other graduates. One got a double dildo designed to penetrate
the pussy and asshole at the same time, another was given a double-headed dildo,
and the one unmarried member of the senior class was given a blow-up dildo five
feet long with a human-size appendage sticking out near the middle. Darlene got
a dildo collage, with dozens of rubber penises sticking out of a half-dome of
rubber cement.
The strap-on type vibrators designed for clitoral stimulation while wearing
clothes were popular, with four of the women getting them. Others got more
traditional types, mostly the plug-in variety.
"Thank you all for coming to our commencement," Peggy smiled when the nine were
lined up in front of their assigned seats. "And now it's time for our dinner,
and then the orgy."
There was lots of playing and kidding, especially with the new freshman class
that served dinner. The senior's husbands (and a fiance) stayed nude along with
the new graduates. They ate quickly and made sure they didn't eat too much. As
soon as they finished the noontime dinner, it was time for the senior class
party.
*RULES*
1) Safe, sane, consensual
2) Anyone can say 'no' and no means no
3) Have fun
4) Be brave & adventuresome; you may never get another chance like this
The class decided to have their orgy, oops, party, in the basement playrooms.
Snacks and beverages were laid out. There was even a fruity champagne punch.
Senior class parties were the only times any alcohol was allowed.
The staff members joined the fun, stripping themselves to just high heels. Some
of their husbands also attended. Lucy put on her famous act, tilting her head
back and swallowing an eighteen inch double dildo, then moving it up and down
with the muscles in her throat and esophagus.
"You're amazing," one of the husbands told her.
"Thanks. It's part of my act. I tour on the strip circuit as a feature
performer. I make more in a weekend than most women make in a month and it
leaves me time to be here."
"But you're not meeting quality men in strip clubs," Clarice chided her. "You're
going to make a wonderful wife one of these days, but I don't want you messing
around with strip club patrons."
"Why not? They're mostly just regular guys."
"Married guys who aren't getting what they need at home."
"Yeah, that's true. Most of them are married," Lucy conceded.
Nancy and Tina arrived together, both nude. They invited all of the students to
"get in your licks" in retribution for the harsh treatment meted out during the
previous weeks. All the women knew that Tina was the perfect top because of her
experience as a bottom. Her natural state was submissive and masochistic. She
enjoyed pain more than any of the students.
So both classes ganged up on Tina. They impaled her on a hard ivory dildo, then
tickled and licked her between the relatively mild beatings. The result was a
very frustrated Tina, arousal building slowly but far from a peak.
Clarice knelt in front of Red and deep throated her husband to try to loosen up
the group. Everyone was talking pleasantly and generally enjoying themselves,
but the party was much too tame.
Frank, Michelle's husband, brought up the obvious. "You guys have been having
sex together for three months and I haven't gotten to see any of it. I'd really
like to see that."
Michelle blushed but smiled. "I've already made love to my whole class, but I'd
like to spread it around a little. Darlene, I haven't even kissed you but I'd
like too. I'd love to feel those tits. Really. And Kim, you're so...so exotic
looking, so tiny with all that wavy black hair. You look like a China doll, so
fragile, but I know you won't break. And Lucy, geez, you turn me on like crazy.
And Peggy, you taught me so much. I'd... Frank knows I'm bi' now and so do I so,
well, would you like to?"
"She is kinda cute," Darlene told Dwayne softly. "Would you like to watch your
wife make love to another woman?"
"I think Maria ought to lick every pussy in the place," Jennifer of the junior
class said sternly to the Latina girl. "Or I may have to flog her in front of
everyone, right on her pussy and tits."
"Oh, please, no, Mistress Jennifer. Don't make me do that, please?"
Everyone knew that all Maria had to say was "red" and the scene would be over.
But Maria wanted and needed to be forced to engage in sex if she was to get any
real enjoyment out of the acts. Jennifer took a tawse and gave Maria a whack
with it to spur the young beauty into action. "Beg each of the men to fuck your
titties while you lick their wives," Jennifer ordered. "Starting with Michelle
and Frank."
"Yes, Mistress Jennifer," Maria sobbed, feeling the excitement that only
humiliation and submission could provide. She ran to kneel before the graduate
and her husband.
Michelle was rather small in the bust and would never be able to wrap her boobs
around her husband's cock. "Lay down," Michelle ordered Maria, pointing to the
slightly elevated pad on the floor. Michelle straddled Maria's face and
positioned her cunt over Maria's mouth, ordering her to "lick me good" before
motioning her husband to use the girl's breasts for his pleasure. He started by
sliding his cock between the luscious orbs but was soon tempted by his wife's
backside, sliding into her well-lubricated cunt to fuck doggie style as Maria
tried to keep in contact with Michelle's clit.
Kim felt left out of the action so she found a strap-on dildo and announced that
she wanted to fuck the whole senior class. "What about your poor neglected
staff?" Lucy whimpered in mock distress.
"Fuck you, too," Kim growled, taking her on. Lucy clamped down so hard with her
vaginal muscles that Kim couldn't thrust the rubber shaft in and out of her. But
the dildo had a smaller end that fit inside Kim's pussy so Kim ended up fucking
herself as the contraption's straps stretched and dug into her flesh. Determined
not to be outdone, Kim thrust harder, finally managing to move the shaft in and
out of Lucy's now lubricating cunt, the friction and effort turning both of them
on incredibly.
"Feeling a little left out?" Lynda asked her handsome hubby. She took his erect
prick in her hand and led him across the room, saying, "Well, come with me,
lover. We're supposed to remember this for the rest of our lives."
"I'd remember just watching."
"And wonder what it would be like to mess around with somebody else. Hey, Gwen,
how about a double fuckin' sixty nine?" Lynda asked her classmate. She laid Gwen
down on the exercise bench, 'only $29.95 plus shipping and handling from Body
Shaping,' a piece of exercise furniture highly recommended by the staff. Then
Lynda straddled her friend's face while Gwen folded her legs back under Lynda's
armpits to open her pussy for Lynda's tongue. "OK, guys. Fuck away."
The men needed little encouragement, kneeling and slipping into their wives'
sopping pussies to thrust merrily away, enjoying the novelty of the position and
the occasional licks from the 'other woman' in the coupling. It was so nice
knowing that everyone was clean. Each of the women licked up the sperm deposited
into the holes near where they licked and cleaned the dick in front of their
faces before continuing. The guys didn't manage to hold out nearly long enough
but... with a little help from a friend, they were soon hard enough to try again
and they lasted longer than the women did the second time.
Darlene was surprised that Dwayne didn't want to sample any of the attractive
and very available women, telling her, "You're more than I can handle. But you
go ahead and have fun. I love watching you get off."
"If you're sure."
"Positive. Hey, have you ever gotten it with the rubber prick?"
"With Kim? I got dildo'ed but not with Kim in a strap-on. It does look kind of
wild."
"Well, get her to fuck you from behind and I'll lick your pussy."
"You just made an offer I can't refuse," Darlene told her husband as she sought
out Kim to kiss and cuddle her, begging to be fucked by the little woman with
the big rubber dick. Dwayne lay on his back on the bed and Darlene straddled his
face, bent forward so Kim could fuck her from behind.
As usual, Darlene came easily and quickly with the double stimulation of the
fake prick and Dwayne's tongue. When Dwayne told his wife, "Now I want your
ass," she obliged and Kim took his place, licking her to multiple orgasms during
her buggering.
Not everyone participated in the graduation orgy. Laura and Bill preferred to
watch, although Laura did tongue kiss most of the other women. Bill enjoyed a
blow job from his newly sexual wife and she accepted his tongue in a sweet
exchange of orgasms. Just making love with other people in the same room was
plenty adventurous for them.
