Simon Jillson - Driven To Depravity

"Yeah," Cindy agreed. "Why not?"

"We-we don't have our uniforms with us," Judy pointed out desperately.

"So. who needs uniforms?" Cindy demanded, encouraged by Judy's reluctance. "Come on, Judy. You chicken? You afraid I'll beat you?"

"Of course not," Judy snapped. "But how're you going to do a cartwheel in a tight skirt?"

Cindy bounded to her feet. "That, my little precious, is simple!" She reached behind her and quickly unzipped her dress.

Judy watched in shock as Cindy pulled the dress forward and down her arms. The blonde girl's bra seemed to shine in the light from the EXIT sign nearest them. Without hesitating, Cindy pushed her dress down and off and stepped out of it. She stood in front of them in only her bra and panties, slender, graceful, and pretty.

"Well, come on, you chicken?" Cindy taunted. "You think you can beat me fully dressed? Let's give the guys a real show, okay?"

The beer and her pride goaded Judy to her feet. "Okay," she agreed. Her fingers shook as she reached for the zipper at the back of her dress.

"Let me help," Sam offered gallantly.

Judy turned her back and felt the zipper go down. Then she stripped her dress off. A hot flash of excitement boiled through her as Sam and Dick goggled at her slender beauty.

"Come on," Cindy urged.

"How are we going to do this?" Judy asked. "We don't have any music."

"Screw the music," Cindy snorted. "It always mixes me up, anyway. Tell you what. I'll do something, then you see if you can do it. Then you do something, and then I'll match it. Okay?"

"Okay," Judy agreed, feeling cool air touch her bare midriff between her lace bra and skimpy panties. She could feel Sam's eyes on her buttocks as she walked over and stood beside Cindy on the mat.

"Here goes." Cindy launched herself across the dark floor in a series of graceful cartwheels. Halfway through, something white flew through the air. The blonde bounced to a halt and covered her bare breasts with her hands. Her bra had let go under the strain.

Judy was halfway through her third cartwheel when she felt one of her own straps break. She finished up, then held onto the strap, pulling the cup up over her small breast.

"Well, come on," Cindy urged. She was still covering her breasts with her hands. "If you stop now, I win."

"But…" Judy stuttered.

"Chicken!" Cindy snapped.

"Okay, you asked for it," Judy flared, nettled. "You have to match me this time." Releasing her strap, Judy quickly shed her bra so it wouldn't be in her way. She took a series of quick steps, then hurled herself through the air into a front flip. Landing on her feet, she rolled immediately into a front sommersault, then stopped in a backstraining arch, and touched the back of her head with one foot.

Her panties were climbing into the crack of her ass uncomfortably. When she relaxed, ending in an arched push-up, Cindy had moved up beside her. The girls were facing Sam and Dick. The two boys were staring hungrily at Judy and Cindy, at Judy's nearly nude body, at her bare, young, sweet breasts.

Judy felt a flash of shame and excitement burn through her. Beside her, out of the corner of her eye, she could see Cindy's fuller, rounder breasts. Cindy's nipples were hard, sharp and excited.

"Like it, Dick?" Cindy asked teasingly. "Who's winning?"

"Haven't see enough of the gymnasts yet," Sam said quickly.

Judy instantly saw what he was driving at. She flushed, and wanted to stop right then and there. But Cindy didn't.

"Damn panties are getting in my way," Cindy complained, rolling gracefully to her feet. With her back to the two boys, she stripped them down and off. Then she darted across the mat, her pale buttocks rolling and jerking, flashing white as she danced through a series of spins, then arched through the air in a flip with a half twist so that she ended up facing Judy, Sam and Dick.

Judy was frozen with shock. Cindy was naked! In front of both the boys!

Judy wasn't a virgin, but had also never been naked in front of any boy except Sam – never two at once.

"Come on, chicken, or you lose," Cindy taunted, posing boldly, her naked sixteen-year-old body a study in light and shadow. "Come on.

Chicken!"

Stung, and also slightly giddy from the tumbling and the beer, Judy got to her feet. Maybe Cindy had a legitimate gripe about her panties – they certainly were uncomfortable cramming up into the crack of your ass and your pussy. Keeping her back to the boys, Judy stripped hers off. Quickly, before she really thought about it, she duplicated Cindy's routine, keeping up the charade that they were involved in a competition.

All the way through the maneuver she was aware of the boys watching her naked crotch, could feel the mounds of her breasts quivering and shaking from the strenuous exercise. She was getting more and more excited from the wild, naked gymnastics performance in the empty, darkened gym.

She slammed to a halt facing Dick and Sam and saw the way they were watching her, and Cindy. The whole thing was incredibly erotic, wildly exciting.

"One more time," Cindy panted, "and I think we've got them."

"Huh?" Judy asked, winded and bewildered.

"Those two," Cindy whispered, pointing at Sam and Dick. "They're about to cream their pants just from watching us."

"But…"

"Watch this," Cindy ordered, and took off across the mat. It looked like any other routine, except that it didn't end at the edge of the mat, but went on across the floor.

Judy didn't want to watch Cindy laying herself nude across Dick's lap, but couldn't stop herself. Cindy was offering herself to him, completely, boldly, unashamedly, while Sam and Judy watched. Cindy curled her arm around Dick's neck and drew his head down for a devouring, open-mouthed kiss. Then she challenged Judy. "Well, come on!"

Inflamed with a weird lust, Judy followed the same route that Cindy had, and wound up in Sam's arms. His hand reached out and engulfed her breast and she kissed him, boiling with excitement. The embrace became shamelessly erotic, as Judy began stripping Sam of his clothes. Then they were both naked, squirming and writhing and feeling each other up – hot cock and dripping, pussy, soft breasts and slick skin.

"Hey, look," Sam said softly, turning so Judy could see Cindy and Dick.

Judy snuggled against her steady. His arms were around her. One hand was on her breasts, the other on her naked pussy. She was watching Cindy straddling Dick. Cindy lifted Dick's prick, and stopped, poised over it. She aimed its pink bulbous head up into her pussy, her nearly hairless blonde pussy. The labia were plainly visible in the light from the EXIT sign. Then she lowered herself on the tower of blood and gristle, pushed herself down on the turgid phallus. Her young face was twisted with lust as she fucked herself wildly on the big cock.

"Shit!" Sam swore softly, his hand digging into Judy's pussy, his finger working in her soaking, oozing opening.

Judy was too hot to do more than sigh. Sam's hand in her pussy was sending wave after wave of searing, gut-wrenching excitement through her. But the sight of Cindy taking that monster cock up into her sex was even more stimulating. Judy spread her legs, bent her knees. Her hips rolled as she watched Cindy fucking Dick.

Cindy looked over at Judy, straight up into Judy's wide open crotch, where Sam's finger was pumping in Judy's dripping opening. "Neat!" the blonde girl exclaimed excitedly. "Lemme see you take cock in there, Judy."

Judy flushed, turned on Sam, and ripped his hand away from her sex. She pushed Sam down on his back, then straddled him. She had never done it like this before. Her experience had been limited to episodes on the back seat of a car. But seeing Cindy do it had given her the needed impetus. A wild, overpowering insane sexuality was driving Judy onward.