School for Girls 3

PROLGUE from part one and two: Quincy Davis has been in a
ton of trouble ever since her father passed away, and to make
a long story short, her mother, Joan Davis, has decided to
commit her daughter to the Norhtern States School for
Wayward Girls!!! The school adminsitrator, a Harriett Taggert,
has taken both Joan and her daughter into a back room where
Quincy was tied down on a doctor's examining table where
Paula, mentioned the study at the clinic
where she worked on teenage acne in girls, mom thought it a great
idea. First, I had this minor problem with acne on my back and chest,
and second because I'd get paid to participate in the study. I wasn't
as happy with the idea as Mom because I'd be the guinea pig in the
experiment but I figured they were doctors and knew what they were
doing.

The clinic was in a not so nice part of the city and we were a bit afraid
leaving the car in the lot. Mom and I were both wearing just ordinary
dresses but we got some whistles from some guys who were hanging
out at a nearby store. We tried to ignore them as we ducked into the
old building housing the free clinic.

In the waitingroom, mostly women and little kids in the waiting room.
Maybe four or five white women, the rest mainly Hispanic and Asian.
We sat down expecting a long wait but within only five minutes a
blond nurse came out and took us back to one of the examination
rooms. Her name was Barbara, she told us, and she worked for Dr
Jeff Potter, the man doing the study. About 25 or so. she was really
cute, probably just out of nursing school.

Barbara took my temperature and weight and asked a few questions
before Jeff, I mean, Dr. Potter came in. He was about 30 or 35 with
grayish black hair, about six feet tall and wearing his white lab coat
with a stethoscope around his neck. He smiled at me very warmly and
I remember thinking he was kind of cute for an older guy. I'd been to
a woman's doctor a few times and I knew what to expect. It might
not be so boring after, I began thinking. But the those thoughts were
driven from my mind as he began to ask detailed medical questions
about.

After a while he told me to unzip my dress and just lower the top
without taking my bra off so that he could listen to my heart and also
see the small patches of acne that I had above my breasts and on my
back above my bra strap. Then I put my top up and he explained the
program.

I'd have to come in for shots twice a week for six weeks. Mom asked
if I could drive with the medication and Dr. Potter said that would be
fine so she wouldn't have to take me all the time. He also explained
that the treatment used some hormones that might cause different
reactions in different girls. Some might get more hair on their legs or
around their nipples. I might experience some hot flashes or other
symptoms and that he would interview me each week to get my
reactions. Then he had me go with Barbara, the nurse, for my first
shot while he talked with my mom.

Barbara very quickly found a vein in my wrist and gave me the first
injection. I thought she'd take me back to the exam room with Mom
but instead I was told to just wait for her in the reception area. After
about fifteen minutes I was getting upset. What were they talking
about that was taking so long? Finally, after half an hour Mom came
out. Her face was flushed and her hair was a little mussed up. I also
noticed that she wasn't wearing pantyhose anymore and I knew we
both had worn pantyhose when we had arrived at the clinic. It was
strange but I didn't bring it up right away .

As I was riding home I got a little surprise. Out of the blue I started
feeling really turned on and horny for no reason. It was the feeling I
got when my boyfriend Greg and I start kissing real heavy, like I really
need to feel a guy in me and get off. I couldn't tell Mom how I felt but
I kept crossing my legs and shifting in the seat and I think she could
sense I wasn't quite right.

Once I got home I went up to my room and called Greg. He was at
basketball practice according to Kendall his younger brother who
was home by himself. I decided I'd go over to Greg's house and wait
for him there. I was getting really turned on and wanted to get with
Greg as soon as possible.

I couldn't find my car keys so I decided to borrow Mom's. When I
looked in her purse I found not only her pantyhose but the panties
she'd been wearing as well. What would possess her to take off her
undies like that at the clinic? Did Dr. Potter examine her, too? And
why? I would have liked to ask her but I was in a pretty big hurry to
get over to Greg's.

Kendall answered the door when I arrived. He was wearing a pair of
baggie shorts and white socks typical for a high school sophomore.
He said I was welcome to wait for Greg who should be back in about
an hour.

I sat down on the sofa opposite the chair where Kendall sat and we
watched some TV. Kendall had always flirted with me even though I
was three years older and his brother's girlfriend. I felt him watching
me as I sat in my short dress and in my excited state, I realized I
didn't mind his attention.

He was cuter than Greg in some ways and seemed mature for his age.
Before I realized it I was fantasizing about fucking Kendall and it was
turning me on even more than before. Each time I'd cross my legs I'd
let him look a bit longer up my dress until I had completely forgotten
myself and let my knees fall open like a total slut.

Kendall had never gotten such a message from me before but he
knew what it meant when it came. He slid over next to me on the sofa
and started kissing my neck and putting his arms around me. I had
absolutely no resistance at this point, I had to get fucked in the next
ten minutes or scream. I just hoped Greg would not walk in on us.

Kendall put his hand up my dress and began feeling my pussy through
my panties.

"Whoa, Cheryl, you are so fucking wet you soaked your panties clean
through" he said showing me his glistening hand.

I took off my dress and my bra and panties. The white crotch was
soaked as were the insides of my thighs. I usually got pretty wet
especially before my period but this was much heavier than I'd ever
felt before.

Kendall took off his shorts and briefs and wanted me to suck him a
bit. I gave him a few good strokes with my hand and licked him a bit
but I was in no mood for foreplay.

"I just need to get fucked, Ok, Kendall. Just fuck me fast" I
whispered after taking his tip out of my mouth.

I laid on my back and brought up my legs so he could penetrate me.
His cock was real hard and as it slid into me I could feel my wetness
oozing out down the crack of my ass. He started pumping away as I
held his hips and made sure he was hitting me in the right way to
stimulate my clit.

Usually I take at least two or three minutes before coming but after
only ten seconds or so I arched up with the most fantastic sensation in
my clit and abdomen and I couldn't have stopped coming if Mom had
walked in on us at that moment. I guess I was really loud because
Kendall said to hold it down or someone outside would hear us.

I came again after another few moments in front position, then
Kendall turned me over and we fucked doggie style until I came that
way, too. He was really hard inside and I felt a little quiver that
indicated he was about to come. Greg must have told him I was on
birth control because he didn't even try to pull out and just came
inside a lot. Without missing a stroke, he started fucking me again
while I played with my clit from below. It felt so incredible, much
more sensitive than ever before, and it was all wet and slippery with
my wetness and Kendall's come. This time as I started to come, I
used just the lightest amount of pressure on my clit trying to sustain the
peak sensation of my orgasm. I felt like I was coming but it went on
and on, I wasn't about to time myself but it must have been about
twenty or thirty seconds. I could have sustained it even long er but my
heart was racing and I was out of breath, gasping in pleasure.

That's when I finally noticed Greg standing in the front door wearing
his letter jacket. He dropped his school books and went after Kendall
who ran off with his erection bobbing. There was no way that I could
explain what had happened and when I tried to be affectionate to him,
Gregg pushed me down and called me a slut. He wanted to break up
with me right there. I was really hurt by what he said but I was also
suddenly shocked by what I'd done. I usually had more control of

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