The next day was Friday and Jody had a long morning of classes to get through again. The previous evening had been spent in a series of phone calls placed by Jody to Manny for the pleasure of mutual masturbation.
She wished she could have placed a conference call like her father, a businessman, used to do. Then she could have hooked up Susie's, Manny's, and Ricky's phones and they would have had an orgy by telephone.
She was lazily thinking about these things in her geometry class. Mr.
Jeremy was putting her to sleep, for a change. Usually just the sight of his sexy body kept her awake enough to keep in touch with the day's lesson.
But the lesson was especially boring today… about hypotenuses and right triangles. Jody didn't think any triangle was right. She was only interested in straight lines between two points, male and female. And rectangular straight lines between four points, two males and two females. Which gave her the idea about the orgy by phone.
The idea perked her up considerably. Her eyes were on Mr. Jeremy, but only because he kept moving around. He was flattered to suddenly have her undivided attention. His lesson became more inspired.
Jody's mind, however, was on other things. Namely, how to place a conference call. That evening would do. Her curfew was at seven, and the others' was eleven. The call would have to happen after that. She couldn't keep them, especially Susie and Ricky, from good, healthy, real live sex.
And the call would be for her own benefit. And for Manny's. She hoped and prayed he wouldn't find another girlfriend during the interim of her confinement.
So she had to set up enough sexual interactions, if only by phone, to keep her boyfriend, and herself, happy.
She thought she'd bill the call to her parents' phone, and then the dormitory operator wouldn't need all the details of the call. She didn't want anyone listening in on this one.
She met Susie between classes and broached her idea. Susie was game.
Susie was game for anything sexual. They scheduled the phone call for eleven fifteen that night. Susie would notify Ricky. Jody would notify Manny.
Manny grooved on the idea. He said he would be ready, willing and able, at eleven fifteen.
At precisely eleven ten, Jody called the operator. She gave Jody's, Susie's and Ricky's phone numbers and then hung up and waited for the operator to call her back.
At eleven fifteen exactly the phone rang. She picked it up eagerly.
"Hi!" yelled Susie from her room on the fourth floor.
"Hey, Sugar!" called Ricky from his room in the boys' dorm.
"Shut up, you guys, I can't get a word in edgewise," screamed Manny over the receiver. "I'm hot and ready."
"Hey, wait, you guys, till the operator is off the line," cautioned Jody. "Hello, hello, operator…"
"Go ahead," said the operator in a nasal voice. She clicked out. Jody hoped she didn't have her key pulled back, listening in on what was to follow.
Of course, if she enjoyed that sort of thing, and didn't call the service assistant over, that was all right with Jody. Jody's hand was already on her crotch.
"Ready, gang?" she called.
"Yeah, man," chorused the other three.
"Sounds like a bridge game," exclaimed Susie. "Without the dummy."
"Gee, thanks," said Jody. "Okay, gang, we gotta be organized about this.
The rules are this: anything you do, you have to describe it, in as much detail as possible, for the edification and erotic pleasure of the rest of us. No fair doing it and saying nothing. If your hand is on your cock, say so!"
"That goes without saying," said Manny.
"I'm not the verbal sort," apologized Ricky.
"You gotta be, kid. How else are you going to trip off our lusty, dirty fantasies?" said Susie to her boyfriend.
"Susie, we already did it once tonight. Do I really have to do this again? I don't know about this."
"Come on, you horny bastard," exclaimed Susie. "And get your head out of the book. Okay?"
"Is it a sex book?" asked Manny. "Doesn't he know how?"
"Fuck you!" said Ricky "Okay, my heart's in it now and so's my cock.
It's hanging out of my fly and I'm jacking it into erection. It still has come on it from when Susie and I made it tonight. And saliva from when she ate me."
"Right on, Rick! Atta boy. Hey, man," said Susie, "wanna know what I'm doing? I'm naked from the waist down. I got my fingers up my twat and I'm jerking off. Ohhhh. It feels so good. It feels so terrific.
Fantastic. Mmmmm."
"Susie, what do you look like?" asked Manny, panting hungrily on the phone.
"Nothin' doing," said Jody. "I don't know if I'm goin' to like this after all."
"But, Jody, it's an orgy, isn't it?" laughed Manny.
"G'wan, Manny," said Jody. "Tell what you're doing!" She herself was rubbing the pert little nipples under her blouse.
"Yeah, share and share alike," said Susie, aroused by Manny's hots for her, "Now, I'm taking off my sweater and rubbing my nipples, too, just like Jody. Oh, man, wish you could see my big tits now. Hey, Jody, this is excellent preparation for our future lectures. It affords great play by play description, doesn't it?"
"Right on, Susie, oh, if you could only see me now," said Jody, "I've moved down to what would be virgin territory, if I were a virgin. It goes without saying, that I am not, I think."
"Oh, that's a great disappointment to me," said Manny. "I can't marry you now."
"Aw, shucks," said Jody. "Well, no matter, I know how to make myself happy. I just take three fingers and insert them in my twat. Then I suck on the other fingers. Now, I'm inserting a finger up my asshole for good measure. "Nghnghngh."
"Oh, does that make me horny," breathed Manny. "Ohhhhh, one description is worth a thousand pictures. Which reminds me, let me get that picture out of you. Oh, where is it? Here, in my wallet."
"Which picture is that, Manny? Oh, my gosh, not that nude one you took early in the fall at the woodshed! You carry that around and show people? I hope not! I want the illusion preserved that I am a virgin!
Otherwise, one's reputation is hopelessly destroyed for the duration of one's stay at Mrs. Goody's School for Girls." Susie stopped whacking herself off momentarily.
"I can understand that," said Ricky. "Otherwise you got the guys from Mr. McIntyre's School for Boys all down your neck and up your skirt, right? She puts out. Things like that. Ohhhhhhhh."
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" said Susie, jumping up and down and sighing into the receiver as she continued pulling on her nipple and shoving a finger up her.
"I bought this liver on the way home. I know it sounds funny, but a fellow told me once it feels just like a girl's twat. I've never tried it till now. And it does! Not as good as Susie's, to be sure, but nice, squishy and soft just the same."
"I got liver trouble enough, what with all I drink, without it having falling down to my cunt!" said Susie, graphically enough.
"Your trouble or your liver?" quipped Ricky.
"You name it," said Susie. "Well, guess what I have here," said Susie.
"Something I haven't reported to you yet."
"What's that? What's that?" said Jody, emceeing the proceedings of the conference call.
"A vibrator!" said Susie.
"Where the hell did you get that?" breathed Jody, all excited.
"At a drugstore in my hometown, a long time ago," said Susie. "Do you want to know what? My mother took me in and bought one for herself. When I displayed such interest, she bought one for me too. And you know the most embarrassing thing about the whole thing?"
"What's that?" said Ricky. "I'm jacking myself harder, by the way. Did you hear me come once? In the bloody liver? Whew! What a come. Boy, is it squishy and hard to hold onto, though. I keep dropping it."
Just then the other three heard the sound of the receiver dropping and crashing to the floor. "Damn!" they heard, in muffled tones, far from the phone. Then Ricky picked up the receiver again and came back on the line. "As I said, this sticky stuff is slippery business. But oh, so satisfying!"
"Lot's of protein in liver," said Susie admiringly. "Well, you'll just have a pretty meaty cock, that's all. And we'll have healthy offspring.
Ohhhhhhh, it feels great. I just put this eraser up me. Oh, it feels real good. Anything I wrote on my cunt walls with the pencil I jabbed up it last night, out of sheer frustration, is bound to be erased with these motions."
"What did you write, graffiti?" said Manny, sighing heavily.
"Yep, she saw the writing on the wall," said Ricky. "The liver treatment is going great," he added.
"You're certainly becoming verbal quickly," admired Susie. "The liver is doing the trick, I see."
"So what are you doing already, Susie?" asked Manny.
"Why do you want to know?" said Jody, jealous. "Why don't you ask your old girlfriend right here?"
"Honey, I know what you're doing. I haven't had the pleasure of getting to know Susie, and since I think that's the object of this conference call, to get to know all parties well, I think I have a right to ask.
She's not going to get pregnant if I ask, now, is she?"
"I don't know," said Jody. "Have you been taking the pill, Susie?"
"Silly!" answered Susie. "I'll be glad to ask the young gentleman's question. I don't believe in holding any information back from anyone.
That's part of my sex education program."
"So?" said Manny. "I'm waiting…"
"Well, after erasing the writing on the walls of my cunty vagina, I inserted the vibrator. Oh, man, it feels so fantastic. You push the little button on and the whole thing starts vibrating. Anyway, I never finished my story about the vibrator. That cocky son of a bitch cashier had the nerve to demonstrate this thing right in front of my mother and me. It was so embarrassing. For my mother at least. Her face got red and she said she understood, and she'd take two. The man, of course, demonstrated it on his neck. What a riot. When we all knew what it was REALLY for…"
"So which of your holes is it up now?" said Manny.
"All of them," said Susie, moaning. "Ahhhhhhhh," they heard her moan.
"Ohhhh, it's so fantastic. Yeah, it's really great. Mmmmmmmm. Right now, I have it up my cunt hole, mmmmmm, way in. Then I pull it out. Then I stuff it up again. Oh, man, is it fantastic. Hey!"
"What happened? What happened?" asked Manny.
"Hey, man, stop getting your rocks off on my girlfriend," complained Ricky, groaning in ecstasy shortly thereafter.
"That's a moot point," cautioned Manny. "Your choice of words is not quite accurate."
"But it is," said Ricky, figuratively speaking. "Just lay off."
"All is fair in love and war," said Manny. "Tell all, little Susie."
There was no answer, just an incredible moan followed by short little grunts. Then dead silence, with a lot of sighs and deep breathing.
"Wake up, little Susie," said Ricky. "Have you come and gone?"
"Ohhhhhh, I'm out of it, friends," said Susie softly, with long breaks between words. "I think I'm gonna bow out of the action, if you don't mind. That was the come to end all comes."
"Geez, Suz, I thought I gave you those kind of comes," whimpered Ricky.
"Don't I?"
"Honey, nothing beats a vibrator, does it?" said Susie. "Jody, you ought to know."
"I'm ignorant. I use hands and fingers. An occasional banana. Never a coke bottle. In fact, I just happen to have a banana right here. Picked it up at the kiosk before placing this call. Yeah, I'm all naked now, and sending the thing up my pussy hole, skin and all. Mmmmmmmmm."
"Oh, your groans, Jody, are too much," whispered Ricky sexily. "Go into more detail," he added.
"Well," Jody went on. "I'm sitting on a terry towel on the floor, or rather lying, trying to stretch the long phone cord down to me, but having a little difficulty. And in and out goes the banana, and oh, it fills my fruit bowl up nicely. You know?"
"Mmmmmmmm," said Manny. "I can see that banana up your twat now. Oh, I can see it go in and proceed to come right out again. I wish it were peeled and I would be eating it all the way up to where it disappears inside the gluey doorway of your cunt."
"I'd fall for that myself," punned Ricky. "Slip it to her."
"Ssssss," said Jody. "No puns allowed here. Only sex."
They heard her moan some more and then punctuate the moans with ooohs and ahhhhhhhs. "Oh, that was wonderful," she came back on the line to tell them. "Oh, I just kept shooting that banana right up my come hole and it felt so good, deep inside me. And I used the stem of it to arouse my clit a lot. Ohhhh, I remember it well. And the other tip of the banana went up my asshole, to banana-fuck the hole. Hey, it was great!
I'll bow out for the moment, but I might come in again."
"Great, Jody, that leaves just us right now, I guess," said Manny.
"That's you and me, hotcakes," said Ricky to Manny. "What's this big deal about the man always coming first and not letting the woman take her own pleasure? Here we are, left holding our balls. Egad! Mmmmmm, so I'm going to come in my liver again. Ahhhhhh. I'm dipping my prick in the raw piece of meat and folding the meat over my cock. I'm fucking the liver. Oh, it feels so great. It feels so wonderful. I'm pushing the meat all over my dick, to really get it all hot and livered up. I slide it down to the balls, and let it arouse my nuts in their holders, too.
Mmmmmmmm."
"I hope the women are listening," breathed Ricky. "This is all for them.
Well, I'm just doing it the good old-fashioned way," he added. "I got one hand on my dick. I'm rubbing it hard. I put the nail of my little finger up the pee slit. I put my thumb and forefinger around the head, with the little fucker being jacked off superbly by those two numbers.
Ohhhhhhh, and my fingers of my other hand go under my balls and rub those around. Ahhhhhh, that feels good too. And then off I race, rubbing hard and feeling my cock get stiffer and stiffer. Mmmmmm, in a minute I'm going to break open. Ohhhhhhh, there it goes. Mmmmmmmm."
"Geez," said Jody. "I'm getting hot and bothered all over again." Her hand went to her cunt again and started jabbing away at it.
Manny continued. "What happened to the liver?" he asked. "I was so looking forward to a continuation of the liver demonstration."
"I used it up," apologized Ricky. "It is in a sad state of disrepair."
"Well, I'm jacking off too. You seen one guy jack, you seen 'em all jack," he said. "Yeah, well, my hand is on the staff of my cock. I jack up and down and it feels good, just like yours. I finger my balls, just like you, and it feels way out, man. Then I sometimes stick a forefinger up my asshole, and titillate that. And that feels terrific. Yeah. So now I got this huge erection goin', thanks to hearing you other guys get yourselves off, especially Susie, if you don't mind my saying so. And now I feel like I can't wait any longer. Now I feel like I'm ready to spill my seed, as it were. Ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh, OHHHHHH! It's spurting, folks, it's spurting all the way to the floor. It's like a geyser. Like Old Faithful!"
"I can see it now," quoted Susie. "And you are there!"
"Are you all spent now?" asked Jody. "I believe we are, Thank goodness, because it's going to be an expensive phone call, you know? Bill-to's are more expensive than regular calls. My heavens, I better get time and charges, so I know what kind of bill to expect from my parents."
Suddenly a voice interrupted her. "I'll be glad to give you time and charges, dear, if you just hold on a minute." It was the nasal twang of the operator.
Jody was astounded. Confounded. "How did you get on the line, operator," she asked, trying to contain her embarrassment and shock. "I should be angry at you. You aren't supposed to listen in."
"I wasn't listening in, doll," she said. "I was participating. But you couldn't hear, since it's a one way connection. Since you all provided me with so much pleasure, I'm not going to charge you the state tax.
Don't tell anyone however. It's just a special break from yours truly.
You know?"
"So, you heard everything, eh, conference operator?" said Manny.
"A lot. I heard a lot. I had to keep flipping in and out, to attend to other calls. But yours was the most interesting, so I sort of hung in there."
"More power to you," said Susie. "Just so you don't get us in trouble."
"Oh, no," whispered the operator. "I have my hand between my legs, in my crotch, as it is," she added. "So what do you think of that?"
"Did you come?" breathed Jody.
"Too many people around, honey," said the operator. "That's okay. We have a fifteen minute break. I'll go relieve myself in a private place, such as the employees' restroom."
"Okay. Uh, how much was it?" asked Jody again.
"Let's see," whined the operator. "It was fifteen minutes. For seventy-five cents a minute. About eleven dollars. Split four ways. You do the math."
"Okay, I'll take it from there," said Jody. "No big amount for such great and extensive pleasure."
"You have to pay a whore more," chimed in Manny.
"Keep it to yourself," said Jody. "What would you know about that?"
"Nothing really," said Manny. "I have a girlfriend that puts out."
"Sssssss and up yours," said Jody, angrily. "Some nice guy you are. At any rate, glad you enjoyed the four-way whacking, five-way counting yourself."
"Six-way," corrected the whining operator. "I brought the service assistant over."
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Jody. "We ARE going to get into trouble now."
"No, she was getting her rocks off just like you. It's for the sheer pleasure of it, you know?"
"Great. Nice to know we made a friend," said Susie. "Let's quit while we're ahead. Is everybody happy?" she yelled.
"Yesssssss." came the chorus of about six voices, some familiar and some not.
They all yelled good-bye and see you tomorrow. Jody hung up, in a very high state. She didn't want to be alone, but she was. There was nothing else to do, at this late hour, but masturbate.
She stood in front of a mirror, and took out a picture of Manny, taken at the same time as he took the naked picture of her.
It was a full-length picture, in color, of Manny standing holding his big erect dick in his hand. They had tried getting a picture of both of them but the delayed button on the camera wasn't working properly.
So Jody had to be content with this picture. It had been hell trying to find someone to develop it in that conservative town near the campus.
But finally they had succeeded. The developer had been a graduate, four years previously, of Mr. MacIntyre's School for Boys, and knew the importance of having good naked photographs around. It saved the boys and girls from many a lonely night, chucked away in their dormitory rooms.
In the picture Manny looked as if he could have put it right in her.
"Yeah," she thought, chucking the few clothes that remained on her and tucking the hot photograph under the corner of the mirror, to leave both of her hands free for free manipulation of her erotic parts and erogenous zone.
She watched her reflection in the mirror, as it roused herself in a state of excitement. Oh, she thought, she looked so sexy. She had to give herself credit.
She watched her lovely body, slender and with small, well-formed tits.
She stuck a finger in her belly button and rolled it around and around.
She rotated slowly before the mirror, pirouetting all her fine curves into view.
Her ass looked the most inviting, she thought. She began masturbating with her ass to the mirror. She turned her head so she could watch. She looked back into the mirror and bent over slightly, so she could see both her back side and the photo at the same time.
Her ass looked lovely sticking out. She bent so that she could see her cunt hole, and parted the same so she could look directly up the red-tissued hole, wet with mucous and cunt juice. It was truly an erotic view.
She stuck her finger inside and rotated it around and around. It was interesting to see the finger disappear up inside her body.
She stuck a finger up her asshole and felt the delicious sensations accorded her back door. With a finger up each hole, some very sensitive parts of her were caught in the middle. It was like a double banana split.
Then she flagellated her clit slightly, arousing it into an excited state of excitement. She spread her legs and thighs far apart. It was wonderful.
It was great to see those fingers all at work on her sex zone, each taking a different part of it, a different melody, as it were, and making it all go together, like a song in three-part harmony.
"Oh, Manny," she said out loud and petulantly. "I wish you were here, here in the flesh, that is. Mmmmmmm. She turned her head further to keep his photo in view.
She imagined he was really there, and about to send the cock of only fourteen years up her.
Up her cunt of only thirteen years. It was truly amazing, she thought, that only two years ago, not only did sex not interest her, but her body was such that she couldn't have done anything anyway. She was not developed yet.
She felt like an experienced woman of the world at thirteen. She knew she had one exciting life ahead of her.
She thought of Miss Ellen Glen and how the old lady had taken her hand in her own and the thought made Jody shudder.
She really wondered about some of the old maids at the school… the teachers, the counselors, and, of course, Miss Glen. She wondered if they had the hots for each other at all.
Well, it didn't really matter to her if they did. All she cared about was getting her rocks off whenever she needed to. If they didn't stop her, they could live anyway they wanted.
The problem was, that their own uptightness got in the way… got in the way of enjoying her own pleasure.
She watched the door, hoping no one would burst in. She wished she could lock it, but they weren't allowed.
She bent clear over now and watched her reflection between her legs. She could see only her legs, slim and straight, and her ass, soft and malleable, an attractive woman's ass.
She could see Manny's photo between her legs, too. She pretended that he was about to attack her from the rear. The fantasy turned her on.
She saw that cock come closer and closer. She saw it enter her pussy from the rear. She really felt it go all the way up her pussy. Oh, it was great.
She felt the imaginary photographed Manny thrust his cock in and out of her pussy repeatedly.
She imagined them to be in the woodshed and that the temperature was warm as toast, because outside it was summer. Oh, she'd love to fuck out of doors, too, come summer.
She felt him hold her groin and guide his big cock in and out of her, with his hands guiding the movements of her hips.
"Ohhhhhhh," she was saying, feeling the imagined thrusts of his penetrating cock. "Oh, go deeper," she intoned, "oh, please go deep. Oh, Manny, it feels so good, ohhhhhhh."
And as she went through the whole scene in detail, she thrust and counter thrust along with his own thrusts and counter thrusts.
She felt him reach down for her little orbs hanging pendulously from her chest.
He squeezed and kneaded and felt them. Oh, he really knew how to turn her on. Oh, it was so nice. It was really great. He pinched and kneaded the nipples, he pulled them, he twisted them under his fingers.
He felt her under her arms, he felt her in her shaven armpits. The feeling of his touch there raised her erotic temperature thirty degrees.
She sucked her finger then, imagining her finger was none other than Manny's dick. She sucked on it. She passed her tongue all over it. She licked his lovely balls and listened to him moan and squirm in pleasure.
She held the stiff staff in her hand and lowered her mouth down on it again. She inserted her tongue in the widened pee slit, that looked like a little mouth. She tongued all around it and tasted his pre-come fluid.
She ate her way around the head and tongued all along the ridge. She held back the foreskin and showed the prick so lovely and fleshy and hard. She lapped down and up the shaft and took the whole cock into her mouth again, eating right up to the balls.
The imaginary cock, or the cock on celluloid, rather, having a certain reality of its own, swelled and neared its point of coming.
"Hey, come," she was saying in her mind to Manny and his cock. "Oh, please, come in my mouth, oh, please, oh, it tastes so good. Mmmmmmm."
And his celluloid cock would come in her mouth. She would milk it dry with her mouth and swallow the gallons of fluid. Right now she was tasting the stuff, all the while beating her own meat, inserting fingers again and again up her hungry, never satisfied cunthole.
She managed to dig her fingers in very deeply, giving herself a modicum of satisfaction. It was nothing like having a prick up her, Manny's prick, she finally decided, but it was still exciting.
She massaged her clit to a point of fulfillment. It was fantastic. It got all hot and bothered and erect and the feeling was one of waves passing over and over her pussy.
She touched herself everywhere between her legs, outside and inside the outer pussy lips, outside and inside the inner pussy lips, then way inside her tight pussy hole.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned, feeling the highest, hottest spasm coming over her yet.
"Hey, you look sexy and feel so good," the picture seemed to be saying back to her. She eyed it between her legs and felt she did indeed see the dick of the photograph swell, or enlarge, as it were, to magical proportions.
At last she came, and came again. Her pussy hole vibrated and sweated its fluid. She seemed to have reams and reams of fluid yet left in her.
It was so good to shed it at last. The spasms rose to their heights and subsided.
She toppled to the throw rug on the floor, all imaginary cocks having since returned to their realms of unreality.
She was left, a satisfied young girl.
She looked at the clock. It was nearly twelve thirty. She wondered if she was going to masturbate her life away, alone. Well, at least for the remaining three weeks. And that seemed like a lifetime.
She went to the restroom and found an empty shower. She bathed the sweat and cunt juice of many orgasms away, and the prick juice of her rendezvous with Manny. It felt so good, the warm, soapy water flooding over her body.
She dug the handle of her hairbrush up her, letting it give her maximum pleasure.
Then she towel dried herself and returned to her room. She thought she'd try to borrow Susie's vibrator. She needed a lot of variety in her three weeks of forced sexual solitude, aside from her meetings with Manny.