Melisa opened the letter from Lortnoc Institute. Her hands were shaking as she pulled the paper out and unfolded it. Her mother, father, and two older brothers nervously waited as she read the letter.
“I´m in!!!” Melisa shrieked as she jumped up and down. All kinds of joyful screaming sounds came from the rest of the family. It was the kind of shrieks that could rival most primates on best of days. Melisa had applied to Lortnoc Institute after finishing high school but after all the written exams and personal interviews she had all but given up hope of getting accepted.
Lortnoc Institute was the most prestigious private school in the country, with the highest average test scores nationwide and a budget that most small countries would kill for. It was located on the west coast, on an island that had served as a military fortress many hundreds of years ago. The castle in the middle of the island had been a cold dreary thing until the institute bought it. Now it was a high-tech facility capable of providing bright young minds with every opportunity to excel. The old barracks had been transformed into dorms for eager students, the old storehouses still served as storehouses but also as workshops and a game center for those students who might find themselves with some spare time. Other buildings had been torn down and replaced with houses for the teachers. The whole thing was surrounded by thick walls, leaving no space unused.
Lortnoc Institute was unique not only because of the high grades and monstrous funding but also for the fact that they categorically rejected all applications from rich families. Every student came from underprivileged families from all over the country. If a student passed the barrage of tests, questions, and evaluations then their future was set. The institute would pay for the entire education and ALL of them had moved on to well-paid, powerful positions in society. Each year only a few hundred were accepted but not a single student had ever been expelled or flunked out from Lortnoc and students of all ages could apply.
For three months Melisa and her family had been walking on needles, hoping for the best but fearing the worst. Melisa´s family was poor and neither of her brothers had gone to college. If she hadn´t been accepted to Lortnoc then she could have looked forward to a future as a waitress, cleaning lady, or, in worst case, a whore.
Therefore celebrations were in order and all their neighbors came by to congratulate. The party went on well into the night and, when the last guest stumbled home, Melisa was fast asleep on the couch. Her chestnut brown shoulder-length hair was draped over her chin as she slept in the fetal position with her fist to her mouth, creating the illusion that she was sucking on her thumb.
Melisa´s father carefully lifted his precious little girl as carefully as he could. She squirmed a little in his arms and buried her face in his chest without waking. Her mother brushed the hair out of her face and gave her a gentle kiss on the check before he carried her upstairs to her room. Yes, Melisa was deeply loved by her entire family. So much so that she had only had one boyfriend in her life due to the simple reason that he broke her heart and got severely beaten by her brothers… and that was before Melisa´s father got at him. The emergency room had never before received a patient crashing through the glass doors, tied up in a trashcan marked “white trash” before and probably never would again. But I’m deviating from the story.
Three weeks later, Melisa was on a small plane with maybe 30 other students of all ages flying over the sea and looking down on what was Lortnoc Institute. The plane circled around the island two times, during which all passengers on the left side got squeezed to the brink of asphyxiation as all the passengers on the right side scrambled to get a good view.
Melisa was amazed, as were all the other students. There was Lortnoc Institute in all its glory. It was a small island, maybe six kilometers in diameter and it was completely covered with buildings all the way to the shore, where a big gray wall encircled the whole thing. In the middle was a big beautiful castle.
“The kind that King Arthur would kill Guinevere for,” Melisa thought to herself.
Outside the wall, to the east, facing away from the main land was a small patch of sand, obviously put there by the institute. Melisa thought she saw some students sunbathing, but the plane had moved too fast for her to be sure.
The plane turned towards the mainland, visible only as a thin streak of… something dark (you get the picture) at the horizon. It quickly grew and revealed a medium-sized fishing village of the old English kind. They must’ve all been out fishing because the only ship in port was the ferry that was waiting to take them to the island.
The airport was indeed a small one just outside the village but, as soon as the plane came to a stop, it was swarmed by maintenance personal. Melisa had never seen so many good-looking guys at once before; they took care of the baggage, opened the door, and were all smiles and compliments. Melisa felt like a star as they rounded a corner and saw the limousines waiting for them. Passing through the village, people waved and smiled at them… apparently they hadn´t all gone fishing. There was an abundance of good-looking young guys in the village but almost no women.
“No wonder they are so nice,” Melisa thought to herself.
Truth be told so did all the other girls, in fact most of them (heh ALL of them) were fantasizing about some romantic activities in the moonlight. The few boys, however, were thinking about completely different things… all except Mark Born who was fantasizing about one blond maintenance worker, he was weak for men in uniforms and the cute blond had had an impressive package that Mark couldn´t stop thinking about. Mark had already painted a scenario that ended in him bent over a dirty bench while the uniformed maintenance man was ramming his rod in Mark´s ass while slapping his butt cheeks and calling him a sissy… not my cup of tea but it seemed to work for Mark so whatever.
The limos pulled up at the harbor and, as their luggage was being carried onboard the ferry, the captain greeted them. He was a large handsome young Greek with dark curly hair and muscles big enough to throw the ferry across the water if need be. Both Melisa and Mark stopped fantasizing about the maintenance personnel. Mark´s new fantasy involved a near death experience and some deep mouth-to-mouth. Coincidentally, that was the same fantasy Melisa was having.
On their way over to the island Melisa discovered something fascinating about the sea, it made her seasick. Three, four days’ worth of food was heaved overboard as Melisa’s stomach protested. Not a dignified way of travel but it was sooo worth it when the captain comforted her and, at the end of the trip, led her off the ship with his arm around her waist. Mark was furious with envy.
The 30 new students were led through the massive gates into a long dark tunnel and out to a brightly sun lit street. The baggage was taken to the dorms on the right while the students went left to the castle. Along the way Melisa couldn’t help but notice how quiet and empty the streets and houses looked. Sure, there was furniture in the houses and there were signs that the street was heavily trafficked but there was not a soul in sight the whole spiraling way up to the castle. A school bell rang and the sounds of chattering students could be heard, but still no one came into sight. Their guide, the captain, who still had his arm firmly around Melisa´s waist, was leading the way.
The castle gates were open and in the gateway stood a man dressed in a tweed suit, brown shoes, and golden glasses that seemed to be in need of some polishing. His hair was light brown, almost beige, with gray hair on each side of his head. He smiled politely at the students and nodded respectfully at the captain, who loosened his arm from Melisa´s waist and said his farewells before heading back to the ferry.
“Welcome to Lortnoc Institute ladies and gentlemen, I am sure you all will become quite happy here,” he said with a warm soothing voice, the kind that didn´t demand respect but deserved it.
“My name is Dr. Mcfersom, Dr. Brian Mcfersom, and I am the school’s psychologist. The principal could not be here due to some urgent duties that needed his immediate attention so I am standing in for him.”
As he spoke, he turned and started walking deeper into the castle. The students, of course, followed. Leading them through the grand halls and corridors, Dr. Mcfersom talked about the school’s history and goals, his voice echoing from the ceiling high above.
“Lortnoc Institute’s goal is to prove the equality of all men, regardless of social stature, by helping its students reach equally high or even higher than their more fortunate fellow man. That is why we...”
Dr. Mcfersom went on and on, pointing out improvements to the castle, the education system, and many other really booooring stuff before leading them into what had been the throne room, now devoid of a throne and instead filled with rows of long tables and comfortable benches. All the students were exhausted, their legs in pain from the long walk and their souls in pain from the oh soooooo boring subject of architecture and ideals. It was with noticeable relief that they threw themselves down on the benches when offered by Dr. McBOORING, as the students have come to think of him.
“While you rest here I will call you one by one into my office to have a nice little talk. In the meantime, feel free to help yourselves to some food and drinks,” he said as he gestured to some food and lemonade already on the table… the far end of the table. The sound of 30 pairs of dragging feet made its way to the far end and their owners almost inhaled the lemonade. Dr. Mcfersom waited politely for them all to get at least one glass of lemonade before calling out the first name from a list he had memorized.
“Born, Mark, this way please!”
Mark Born sighed, if only the psychologist had been a young charming man then this day would have been perfect. The rest of the students remained on their tired assess while a sluggish Mark Born made his way to the door Dr. Mcfersom was holding open at the other end of the room. As the door closed behind Mark, Melisa thought of going exploring. But, after struggling to stand up, felt way too sluggish and instead decided to have some more lemonade. She was so thirsty and the lemonade so plentiful and cool and… sw..eet.
“Thomson, Melisa!!”
The loud echoing sound of Dr. Mcfersom´s voice jolted Melisa out of her half-sleep and she jumped to her feet, confused and disoriented before remembering where she was and what was expected of her. She quickly walked towards the door where the voice had called for her. She entered a large office with oak panels covering the walls and bookshelves packed with volumes of books from top to bottom. The floor was covered by a large expensive-looking Persian rug with an intricate pattern that was almost hypnotic in its complexity.
“Take a seat, Melisa,” Dr. Mcfersom calmly said, gesturing at a big leather armchair. Melisa nervously sat down on the edge, legs close together and hands joined at her stomach. Dr. Mcfersom smiled gently and offered her a glass of lemonade. It was a hot day and Melisa, still thirsty, gulped the whole thing down and, without thinking, let out a very manly burp. She blushed from head to toe, mortified by what she´d done. Dr. Mcfersom just chuckled and made a note saying: “New candidate for belching tournament.”
They both had a good laugh and Melisa relaxed noticeably, leaning back in the quite comfortable armchair. The doctor wasn´t such a fearsome person after all. Dr. Mcfersom proceeded to talk about first trivial stuff like her dreams, goals, what she wanted to become, but soon started talking about more private things like her sexual experience.
“Melisa, are you a virgin?”
“Yes. I’m saving myself for my true love,” she said in a low calm tone, not bothered at all. The doctor was her friend; she could tell him everything.
“But isn’t that a little backwards? That way your first time will be a clumsy, painful, and messy experience instead of a warm, pleasurable one. Messy. Painful.”
“Mes..sy …pai… nful?” she slurred, confused.
Dr. Mcfersom helped Melisa take another sip of lemonade before continuing.
“Yes, painful and messy. One’s first time with her true love should be a warm, sensual, and pleasant experience, don’t you think so?”
“Wa… rm… sensual,” Melisa replied with a dreamy smile, thinking of the ferry captain.
Slowly, one moral issue at a time, Melisa’s values, morals, and ideas about what was normal were changed just like all the other students before her. Once done plying Melisa´s mind, Dr. Mcfersom counted down from three and clapped his hands abruptly, startling Melisa awake.
“Oh! I´m so sorry… I must’ve fallen asleep. I’m so sorry.”
“Not to worry, you were just tired after the long trip, it could have happened to anyone.” Dr. Mcfersom replied in what felt like a warm, loving tone of voice to Melisa. She hadn´t noticed before but he was a truly handsome man.
“Now then, Melisa, let’s talk about your payment plan. After all, going to such a prestigious school is not free you know.”
Of course she knew that, but her family was poor. How they ever could afford sending her to the Lortnoc Institute was beyond her imagination. Surely the good doctor could help? Yes, yes he could. When Dr. Mcfersom heard Melisa’s plea for help, he rose to the opportunity with a brilliant idea.
“It’s quite simple Melisa, you can earn money for your education through tutoring,” he said with a big smile from ear to ear.
“But… but I don´t know anything to tutor in!” Melisa exclaimed, tears running down her cheeks and desperation in her voice.
“Do not underestimate yourself; I’ve seen your test results, remember? And I happen to know that a lot of men would pay a lot of money to be tutored by a virgin. Here, come with me and I’ll show you one of our students tutoring. You’ll see it’s ‘super easy’ like you kids say these days.”
As he spoke he walked towards a door to the left of his desk, gesturing for Melisa to follow him down the brightly lit corridor behind it. They arrived at a closed door with oversized hinges and a doorknob resembling some gargoyle’s head. Dr. Mcfersom gestured for her to be quiet before carefully opening the door and leading her inside.
On the other side of the door was a typical classroom for tutoring. On one side was the door they just walked in to, several spotlights shining their lights on the other side of the room and the big round bed that dominated it. On top of the bed was a young blond girl, maybe 9- or 10-years-old, with her hair tied up in a blue silk bow and wearing nothing but pink knee socks and a matching garter belt with straps that held her knee socks up. Her nametag piercing swayed back and forth from her left nipple as she tutored two middle aged men.
One had his cock deep inside her pussy; slapping sounds echoed through the room as he kept thrusting his cock into her, heaving her forward. The other man was being jerked off by the little girl as she was sucking and licking his testicles while her finger worked its way up his anus, massaging his prostate. She squealed and moaned with obvious delight and with a big smile on her face. During all of this, several unmanned cameras positioned around the bed at different angles captured the whole thing.
“Do you think you could do that?” Dr. Mcfersom whispered in Melisa´s ear.
“That’s it? That’s all I have to do?” Melisa thought to herself, utterly confused. After all this was something perfectly normal, she knew exactly how to do it. Strangely, though, she couldn’t remember why or when she had learned it but it was perfectly normal to tutor people that needed some extra help with their homework so she didn’t think about it any further. Instead, she nodded before giving in to impulse and jumping up to kiss this wonderful man who had helped her sooo much. Too bad he didn´t need any tutoring… oh well.
The man that was fucking the little girl’s pussy grunted loudly as he came as deep inside her as he could. The little girl screamed in delight and pushed back onto the cock. Small strings of cum and pussy juice dangled towards the bed sheets. It was about now the other man chose to cum. His cum shot out, flying over the girl’s head to land smack right on her butt cheeks.
Dr. Mcfersom led Melisa out the same way they had come in, carefully closing the door behind them. As they left, Melisa could hear faint giggles coming from the tutoring room.
Three Months Later
Melisa was putting on her school uniform. Her roommate, Karen, had morning duty and had left early so Melisa had the mirror all to herself and didn’t need to rush. She had pulled up her white knee socks, put on her short black shiny shoes, and was now trying to decide which bra to wear. She only had two clean pairs: one bright pink and one silver-gray.
Melisa settled on the silver-gray one because the pink one was just too daring for her. The pink one’s lacing cut it too close to her areolas for comfort. Sure, she could just go without one, lots of girls did that, but she liked the way her breasts looked in a bra. The one Melisa was using now supported her breasts and cupped them in a nice “U” formation that avoided her areolas by a full inch. It also pushed her breasts upwards, making them look bigger and swell out in front. Which also served to make her areolas and nipples more noticeable. Karen preferred bras that were more daring; Melisa had seen her go out with bras that came close to covering her areolas!
After that it was time for panties. She had already chosen a white pair; they were her favorite crotchless panties because they looked like a butterfly and framed her pussy lips so nicely. Once on, she tugged on a pair of strings on each hip and tied them into a cute bow, causing the lacing to not only spread her ass cheeks, exposing her anus, but also hug the sides of her pussy lips, making them stand out more.
The skirt was a boring gray with the school emblem on each side and red lacings around the bottom. It had lots of folds and, once on, covered her hips and reached halfway down her thighs but left her butt cheeks and pussy bare, with the bows on each side sticking out above the skirt´s lacings.
The shirt was white, almost transparent, with short sleeves. It had three buttons that could be buttoned across her belly. Melisa, along with almost everyone else, buttoned the shirt in such a way that her belly button was left exposed. The male teachers liked it that way and the boys didn´t complain either.
It was school regulation that no female student may cover her nipples, vagina, or anus except when it was too cold to leave them exposed, like during winter or heavy rain. Melisa didn´t understand why they made it a rule, after all it was just common sense that you don’t cover yourself like that. It would be… perverted, like using a condom during sex. But a school full of horny teenagers must have scared someone into making it a rule.
The only exception to the rule was if a male student or teacher offered to cover up the exposed parts with his hands, dick, or any other body part they could think of. It had rained last Tuesday and Michael from the all-boys class had offered to escort her to the girls’ dorm after class. Michael had put his cock in her ass from behind and his left arm around her front, covering her bare nipples, while his right hand kept her pussy warm.
He must’ve come three times in her ass before they reached the girls’ dorm, his cum was dripping out of her ass for the rest of the afternoon. When Karen saw the cum dripping down Melisa´s thigh, she had invited all the girls on their floor to come over and hang out, giving Melisa a status boost among the other girls in her dorm.
Melisa had heard that some girls filled their cunt with fake cum to become popular but she didn´t believe it; there were more than enough guys on-campus that fake cum was unnecessary. And if you couldn´t find any students to fuck, you could just go to the janitors or one of the teacher’s houses if you had an itch.
Fully dressed, Melisa was halfway through the door when she remembered the most important thing, the enema. She walked into the bathroom and lubed up the special faucet before sitting down and hitting the switch. The faucet started pumping warm water up her colon; she liked the feeling of the faucet entering her anus but what she really loved about her morning enema was that it was the biggest of the day so her stomach would fill up so much that she looked pregnant. Melisa thought it was too bad that the school forced every fertile girl to take the pill. She would like nothing better than to let a man, any man, cum inside her knowing it would knock her up.
As things were today, only students that would remain for a full year without going home during school breaks were allowed to stop taking the pill, but even then it was hard to receive permission. The spigot finished sucking out the water and Melisa took off for breakfast.
As Melisa stepped out of her dorm, a neatly organized procession of elementary school girls in two files came walking up the street on their way to the mess hall for breakfast. Melisa stopped to look at the cute little girls in their cute blue sailor west´s and little panties with lots of frills along their waists. The sailor west didn´t have any buttons so as not to entice the girls to be naughty and button their chest or what not. They didn’t need any skirts; instead their panties were made to have extra-long frills.
As they passed by Melisa, a cute little brunet, with hair almost reaching her cute little bum, dropped something and left the line to pick it up. When she did, the transparent strap that held her rectum and vaginal dildo in place slid to the side and the little transparent dildo in her pussy started to slide out. The little girl quickly slid it back in and tugged the strap back into place before hurrying back to her place in line.
Melisa smiled to herself, she remembered her first rectal and vaginal dildos and the kinky panty that gone with it. It was necessary for little girls to wear such things so that they would be able to start tutoring as soon as possible. It had been so embarrassing having her anus and pussy covered like that, even though they had been transparent. That´s why the little girls didn´t wear any panties that would spread their ass cheeks. After all, no need to make things even more embarrassing for them by allowing people to see the dildos, right?
After the girls came a similar procession with the middle school boys. Among them was Karen’s boyfriend, Jamie. He was the cutest 12-year-old boy in the entire school. Short dark brown hair and just as dark brown eyes with long girly eyelashes paired with his sweet almost shy smile, was enough to moisten every pussy in the institute.
Karen and Jamie had met when Lortnoc had decided to make an educational movie about tutoring and they had hit it off immediately. Jamie had played the role of the boy in need of tutoring and Karen played the tutor. Even though there was such a huge age difference between them, they had started going out and soon were going steady.
On more than one occasion Jamie had spent the night in Karen´s bed, which was against the rules but no one in the girls’ dorm would blow the whistle because he was just too cute. Jamie was very popular among the preteen girls, teen girls, and the female teachers but he only had eyes for Karen. Jamie would still tutor others when asked to or when courtesy demanded it but he would only go out or spend the night with Karen.
Jamie was the kind of cute boy that, with his big watery eyes and flickering eyelashes, could get away with almost anything. Even Dr. Mcfersom, who once tried to give Jamie a stern lecture, ended up giving a kind reprimand and a pat on the head after Jamie’s eyes widened and his eyelashes fluttered.
What Melisa loved the most about Jamie was that one would think he would be a spoiled boy but he was the sweetest, kindest, and most obedient little thing ever. He even tried tutoring an older man on Dr. Mcfersom´s request but, when presented with the man´s rock hard cock, started crying and apologizing. The whole thing had been so heartbreaking that Dr. Mcfersom had picked Jamie up and lovingly comforted him, promising never to ask Jamie to do something like that again.
That night Karen and Melisa had encouraged him to play his favorite game “find the G-spot”. Jamie was really good at it. Karen and Melisa would lie down side by side on the bed and spread their legs, giving Jamie full access to their genitalia. He would then insert his hands as far as he could up their pussies and try to find their G-spot. Of course, Jamie already knew where Karen´s and Melisa´s G-spots were but it was still his favorite game. He would have his arms in their pussies all the way up to his elbows while darting his head back and forth between their pussies: licking, nibbling, and sucking their clitorises to bring them to multiple orgasms.
Afterwards, Karen and Melisa would pamper the boy in the following manner: Melisa would lick his anus and finger the prostate while Karen made out with him and caressed his penis until he came all over her stomach. Once Jamie had come all over Karen´s stomach, she would lie down and let Melisa lick it off of her. Nothing could get Jamie ready for round two so fast as seeing a suntanned girl licking his cum off another girl’s pale stomach.
Melisa would masturbate while waiting for her turn as Jamie furiously fucked Karen´s sopping wet pussy. Melisa loved watching them fuck; it was so erotic and intimate. When Jamie was about to come, Karen would slide her hand down his bucking back to his lumbar and press his hips down, forcing him to cum inside her, not spilling a single drop. Jamie´s hips would twitch and buck a little after that but Karen wouldn´t let go and they stayed like that for a while, panting and whispering “I love you” to each other.
Then came Melisa´s turn and Jamie would ride her doggy style, his whole weight on his penis shoved deep inside her pussy. Jamie was too short to reach the floor when fucking Melisa over the side of the bed so he would wrap his legs around her thighs and hammer away with his hips. Melisa squealed like a pig and had a monstrous orgasm before she could say Cucamonga three times fast, but that was not surprising. After all, all she had done while waiting for her turn was masturbate and only boys could have an orgasm while masturbating, not girls. So come Melisa´s turn she was so horny that, had Jamie refused, she would have raped him right there. Luckily James was more than willing to fuck Melisa as well.
The reason was not only because Jamie was young but also because all the boys from age 7 to 13 would receive a “vitamin shot” every morning. This vitamin shot contained drugs that would specifically target preteen boys’ genitals, causing testicles to produce more sperm and penises to grow a little bigger. As a side effect, the young boy’s libido would go haywire long before he hit puberty. Once they did, no more shots for them but by then their genitalia were forever changed, producing more sperm and testosterone and, of course, giving them a bigger penis to start with for when puberty started growing it bigger naturally. The students didn´t know this, of course. As far as they knew the shots provided vitamin C, the equivalent of a few hours in the sun, that young boys needed to grow properly.
Melisa stood there letting the younger ones pass her by before following them to the dining hall. She rounded a corner and entered the long hallway that was just before the dining hall. On the left were oval holes in the wooden wall. The holes were padded and sticking trough every one of them was a pair of buttocks and pussy. All the girls of proper age had a schedule that told them on which mornings they would have the honor of morning duty. Morning duty includes going in through the through the side entrance and sticking one's butt through one of the padded holes. On the inside was a padded bar that they would rest their legs on, allowing them to slide further out through the hole and giving better access for those who needed to get rid of their morning wood.
On the outside were a couple of handles on each side of the holes for male users to use as leverage to help them achieve good thrusts. Over each handle was a small shelf with lotion and tissues. The lube for obvious reasons and the tissues in case there were no girls around to lick the dick clean.
Melisa spotted Karen´s ass; it was easy because Karen had three freckles on her left ass check in the form of a triangle. A boy was fucking her, he couldn´t be more than 16. He soon thrusted a final time while grunting, his legs and ass shaking while he came inside Karen´s pussy. As he started to withdraw, Melisa hurried over and knelt saying, “Here, allow me,” before sucking his cock clean. He was soon hard again so Melisa helped him cum by deep throating him. Once he came down her throat, she carefully tucked his now limp cock back into his pants and zipped him up before looking up from her position on the floor and saying, “Thank you for granting me and my friend your sperm, it was truly delicious.”
“Thank you, too, that was great,” he responded before walking, a little weak in his knees, towards the dining hall for a well-earned breakfast. In the meantime Melisa helped herself to the cum dripping out of Karen’s pussy. As Melisa was licking and sucking with loud slurping sounds, she would run her fingers through Karen´s red pubic hair. It was shaved into an “S” form, S for SLUT. The S was a sign that Karen had won first place in Lortnoc´s biggest event of the year, the “Miss Slut” contest. Melisa was going to participate this year and give Karen a run for her money.
As Melisa thought this she finished up, licked her lips clean, and, before getting her breakfast, slapped Karen lovingly on the butt.
The end… or is it?