Karen Naked in School (Part 2) - Sexgeschichten

Karen Naked in School (Part 2)

... pretty well, too. Good job!"

"We're keeping a close eye on her form," one of the guys said, grinning.

"And what have you learned?" Mr. Roquette asked.

"She has nice tits," the guy said promptly.

Mr. Roquette smiled briefly, then blew his whistle. "Time to rotate," he called out. My group played basketball next. I got patted on the fanny a couple of times in lieu of guarding me from dribbling. I'm not a good basketball player anyway, so didn't need much guarding. Also, I was following Mr. Roquette's instructions and stretching my arms as high as I could to block a guy from shooting. He stopped dribbling and just looked at me for a minute, then grinned. "Great chest, Blondie!" he said as he passed the ball. I blushed, but nevertheless had to do the same thing the next time he had the ball.

The 3rd inside activity was badminton. We had just changed to the 3rd activity when Mr. Roquette noticed it was close to the end of the class period. "Sorry, everyone, but we have to go hit the showers," he announced.

I went into the guy's locker room once again, left my shoes and socks, and headed to the showers.

"Are you going to think about being felt up again today?" one of the guys asked me, as a group of them entered the shower.

I blushed.

"Move your feet wide apart, Karen!" another guy suggested.

I did so nervously, and desperately tried to think about something else, but my mind kept returning to that thought. I blushed even harder, imagining the guys ...

... fingering me between the legs while I posed in front of them.

"Are you getting horny?" a boy asked. "Tell the truth, now!"

I nodded nervously, and they all grinned and laughed.

"Put your hands up over your head," another guy said, and I did so.

"Anyone could see you're horny, the way you're blushing and your nipples are erect." He chuckled, and I looked down. My nipples were pushing right out. I couldn't help it!

"What made you get so aroused?" another guy asked.

"I don't know," I said timidly.

"Yes, you do," he insisted.

"I, uh, I was..." I took a deep breath. "Someone suggested I think about being felt by all you guys while taking a shower with you," I admitted. "I started thinking about that."

"Want us to help you shower?" a guy with a big, hard erection asked.

I blushed again, then took another deep breath. "I'd love it if you did!" I said daringly, and they didn't wait for any confirmation. They surrounded me, applying soap, rubbing their hands over every part of my body, and rubbing their stiff cocks against my buttocks.

Suddenly the water turned really cold. I yelped, but the guys were moaning. Mr. Roquette was standing by the control for the water. "Everyone under the water, right now," he called out commandingly. "You guys need a little cooling off. Not you, Karen."

I stepped back, but each of the boys was required to stand in the cold shower for a couple of minutes.

"There, that should do it," he said.

I giggled; their cocks ...