CHAPTER SEVEN

The two girls lost themselves completely in delicious cunt-pleasure. Cindy stretched out loosely and let her legs spread open as the girl named Trudy kissed her way down. She smoothed her sexy young lips over Cindy's flat belly and Cindy lifted her pussy up. She liked how Trudy's tongue felt against her sensitive flesh.

Trudy murmured softly and pressed her hot mouth against Cindy's quivering cunt. Breathing deeply, as if happy to be in a crotch, Trudy stuck her tongue out and slipped it into Cindy's pussy. Cindy whimpered and twisted her pussy round and round as the strange girl ate her.

Trudy licked Cindy's pussy deliciously, tenderly, then sucked on her quivery little clit and licked that, too. The arousing tongue again found Cindy's excited cunt and drilled into it. Cindy gasped as hot come flooded her pussy immediately and she shuddered ecstatically as Trudy buried her tongue in her cunt and sucked hotly. The feelings were fantastic for Cindy.

Thoroughly aroused, Cindy reached over and cupped her hand over Trudy's sweet pussy. Trudy wiggled and panted as Cindy played with her cunt. Cindy toyed with the girl's clit, then fingered her pussy-hole. Trudy loved that and squished her mouth and teeth to Cindy's lovely cunt.

Trudy drank lots of joy-juice out of Cindy's hot pussy, then started kissing her way back up the moaning girl's curvy body. Both cunts were juicy with silky come as Trudy licked her way up to Cindy's thrusting, arching tits. She sucked each of Cindy's spiking pink nipples, then laved her sweet tongue around the girl's throat, making Cindy whimper with pleasure.

Slowly but surely, Trudy positioned herself on top of her new friend. Finally, her own taut tits pressed hard on Cindy's as she stretched out on the panting girl. She squirmed her pussy on Cindy's warm cunt and started fucking motion that made both their pussies very horny. They grew hornier and hornier and their mouths met hot and moist, like their cunts.

Trudy shoved her slithery pink tongue into Cindy's sucking young mouth and twisted her, hot pussy into Cindy's. They clung to one another, panting and moaning softly, and they rubbed cunts faster, each of them getting more and more excited and turned on. Their curvy young bodies got hotter and wilder. Their mashed together and they both humped. It felt so good.

They swabbed tongues and their fingers dug into one another. Trudy squirmed her burning pussy and Cindy fucked her cunt in return. Their pussies twisted and rubbed frantically. Their tits pressed and wrenched hotly against each other. Four pink nipples stood up and the girls whimpered with pleasure.

Mouth-to-mouth and cunt-to-cunt they embraced hornily and rubbed their pussies together so fast and hard that they both began panting and moaning as there cunts were worked into a frenzy. Violently now, they mashed their horny young bodies together and humped hotly, as if they were trying to squeeze, every drop of pleasure out of each other.

They kissed passionately with their eyes closed, oblivious to everything except their mounting joy. They humped and twisted together on Cindy's cot, screwing together to reach the most delicious moments a girl can know. Their cunts wanted to cream.

"Uhhhhhh," Trudy moaned as her hot tongue licked wetly across Cindy's parted lips. Cindy moaned in return and stuck her pink tongue out so the girl could lick it nice. Their cunts squirmed against one another and screwed around until their clits were tingling like mad.

They simply went with the vibrations. Their fucking cunts got hotter and hotter, wetter and wetter. They were both on the verge of the grand moment and they knew it. They embraced hornily, kissed wetly and noisily, and humped their pussies with abandon.

Cindy caught her breath and started to shiver from head to toe. Erotic pleasure coursed through her sensitized young body as the girl on top of her started to tremble fitfully. Great heat built up between them, then they started to orgasm together.

Cindy's body jerked violently and ripples of pure joy vibrated up and down her frame. Her fingernails clutched at the flesh of her friend as she came wetly. Trudy caught fire, too, and her whole body twisted and shook. Their pussies banged against each other as if they had stiff pricks and they fucked hornily for long, wonderful seconds.

"Ewwwmmmmm," Trudy moaned, coming hotly.

"Ummmmmm," Cindy whimpered, coming with her.

Their fucking cunts creamed hotly and their joy-juices mingled to soak their fur. They screwed happily, coming in torrents, then they were clinging to one another and laughing erotically, shivering all over with release.

When the earthquake was over, Trudy lightened up on Cindy. Their pussies didn't squeeze as hard. Trudy tickled the tips of Cindy's nipples with her own. She smiled at her new friend.

"I knew you'd be good," she whispered, her eyes aflame with pleasure.

"You made me feel five," Cindy replied hotly.

They caught their breath and laughed together. Trudy remained on top of Cindy, liking it there. They kissed lightly and wiggled their tongue-tips together.

"You have a sweet cunt," Trudy said. "You, too," Cindy sighed. "I didn't know a pussy could feel so good on me."

Trudy raised up on her elbows, but she kept her hard young tits against Cindy's nice tits. "Did you really like it?" she asked.

"Yes!" Cindy gasped. "Goodness! Couldn't you tell?"

"Well, yes, but – if you like sex so much, why do you give Mrs. Fairfield such a hard time?"

"What's that got to do with anything? I'm here against my will. That bitch has made me a prisoner!"

To Cindy's surprise, Trudy started laughing.

"You silly dope," she giggled. "You don't understand her at all. She isn't a bitch. Why, she's probably the best friend you ever had!"

Cindy's sexy mouth fell open. "I don't understand," she rasped.

Her open mouth distracted Trudy for the moment. "I can't resist," she murmured, and she stuck one of her spiking pink nipples into Cindy's mouth.

Cindy responded by sucking gently on the rubbery thing and felt the girl begin to twist her pussy against hers again. That felt nice, so Cindy sucked harder. Trudy was apparently a very sexy girl. The more Cindy sucked her tit, the harder Trudy rubbed her cunt against Cindy's.

"Ummmmm, YOU suck tits good," Trudy let her know.

Cindy turned her face away from the girl's jutting tits and smiled at her. "You have nice tits to suck," she whispered.

Trudy studied the girl's face for a moment, then said, "You're a dope, you know it?"

"What?" Cindy giggled. But she pushed the girl off her body, laughing. They embraced side by side and whispered in the night.

"Hasn't Mrs. Fairfield tried to tell you what's really going on around here?" Trudy asked softly, caressing Cindy's tits. "Hasn't she told you to stop using your sex as a weapon?"

That sounded familiar to Cindy. She pursed her lips and thought a second. "Yes, she did say something like that. Just tonight – while the girls were eating me!"

"Didn't you believe her?"

"It wasn't that," Cindy said. "I – well, I was coming at the time. And I was angry."

"I understand," Trudy whispered. "I was like that when I first came here. I thought I was being punished."

"What do you mean? I have been punished!"

Trudy got up on one elbow and gazed into the girl's pretty face. "You really don't know what's going on, do you? Do you know what happens upstairs in the art classes and music classes?"

"No," Cindy said. Her brow creased with a frown of growing curiosity.

"Do you know what happens in Dormitory A?"

"No. What?"

Trudy looked troubled. "I guess I've said too much already," she murmured.

Cindy grabbed at her. "Tell me! What's going on around here? What are you talking about?"

"I'd better shut up," the girl said. "Look, Cindy, just remember this. If you give Mrs. Fairfield a real hard time, you can wind up in jail or something. I've seen the tough bitches go. They never did find out what Fairfield is really like. Neither will you if you don't start changing your attitude. That's all Mrs. Fairfield is after, you know. She's trying to help you."

"Help me? Good God, Trudy! I've been shackled and eaten by wild animals! Girls have licked me and bitten me and sucked me and fucked me! Where have you been? Didn't a girl fuck your cunt?"

"Yes," Trudy replied gently.

Cindy frowned deeply at the calm girl. "Weren't you mad?"

"Only at first. Only when I thought Mrs. Fairfield was my enemy, trying to punish me, trying to get me to kiss my parents' asses. But then, well, I learned."

"Learned what?"

"That Mrs. Fairfield has a sort of philosophy. You see, she believes that girls like you and me are the sexiest females around, but that we've gone astray with our willful ways. She's dedicated her whole life to helping chicks like you and me. She wants us to begin to enjoy sex."

"What? Are you crazy? I thought she was trying to teach me to quit fucking!"

"Oh, Cindy," Trudy sighed. "Wake up, will you?"

Cindy started to respond to that, but her words got caught in her throat. She suddenly felt stupid and immature, but she didn't know why. Trudy leaned over and kissed her soft mouth, then whispered, "I'd better get back to my own bed. Good night, baby."

Cindy didn't try to detain her. She was in a state of shock. She heard Trudy crawl into the next cot. Later, she heard the girl gentle snoring. Cindy stared unseeingly at the ceiling, thinking, wondering, puzzling.

Didn't she get in trouble with the Jet-Savers? Didn't her parents find out? Didn't her parents threaten to punish her severely? Didn't they decide to send her to this home for wayward girls? Wasn't she strapped to a board in the basement and licked all over by crazy girls? Didn't a girl with a big dildo fuck her pussy? Didn't a girl with a monstrous dildo on fuck her asshole?

Cindy was thoroughly perplexed. What could Trudy have meant? How could the bitch Mrs. Fairfield possibly be a friend to girls who were being sexually mistreated? That didn't make any sense! Or did it?

Cindy fell asleep with her little head torn by conflicting thoughts. It was fitful sleep during which she tossed and turned most of the night. She dreamed she was running naked through dark woods. Screeching owls and howling wolves chased her. She screamed and screamed as she ran as fast as she could through trees and bushes. Then there was Regina Fairfield, blocking her escape. Luscious naked matrons tied Cindy to a big tree and all sorts of wild animals came to fuck her horny pussy. She came and came, and her whole body vibrated with sex. She awoke in a sweat, her cunt drenched with joy-juices.

When the attendant arrived to awaken all the girls on the dorm, Cindy got up and hastily dressed. She was the first in line in the dining hall and she ate ravenously. Her appetite had increased overnight and she attributed it to Trudy's sucking mouth.

At her table, she looked around for Trudy, but could see her nowhere. Was she already transferred to the other dormitory? What was over there? What did the cute cunt-sucker mean by all that she'd said?

After breakfast, Cindy got to her feet and went up to a beautiful, raven-haired matron. "Excuse me," she said. "Could I see Mrs. Fairfield?"

"Sure," the woman said with a nice smile. "Come with me."

The attendant opened the door of Mrs. Fairfield's office and let Cindy in, then she closed it. Regina Fairfield looked up and smiled. Just the sight of Cindy in her bright mini-dress with her young tits jutting so deliciously made the woman feel good. Cindy Farmer was definitely a sexy little thing. If only she was teachable.

"Mrs. Fairfield, I-I – gee, I don't know what to say."

"Sit down, Cindy," the woman said, getting to her feet.

Cindy sat and the woman stood near her, studying her face for signs of compliance. She saw what she was looking for. Something had finally gotten through to the rebellious little bitch.

"What is it?" the woman asked.

"I don't know how to begin," Cindy said, fluttering her eyelashes cutely. "I-I think I've been all wrong about you."

Regina Fairfield beamed. Her dark eyes brightened considerably and a thrill of success teased her heart. It was always a special moment for the woman when one of her young charges woke up to the facts of life. It always pained her when a girl remained incorrigible, when a girl had to be released from Fairfield, only to wind up in jail or prison or worse.

Cindy saw the change come over the woman and suddenly she didn't look like a bitch at all. She really looked like a woman who could be a girl's friend.

"Please tell me what's going on around here," Cindy murmured.

It wasn't her request that pleased Regina Fairfield. It was her obvious change of attitude. Cindy Farmer wasn't rebelling now. She looked docile and willing and open-minded. "Walk with me," the woman said.

That was unexpected, but Cindy quickly got to her feet and followed Mrs. Fairfield out of the room. They strolled the corridors, talking. As they walked, girls and matrons passed them, all of them cheery.

"That's another thing," Cindy said. "All the girls here seem so happy. I missed that at first. I thought we were all your prisoners and your attendants. They're such beautiful women and they're very happy, too. Am I the only one around here who's been hateful?"

"Not at all, Cindy," Regina Fairfield smiled. To Cindy's complete surprise the woman put her arm across her shoulders and embraced her as they walked, "There will be others after you. A new girl is arriving tomorrow, in fact. She'll be just as you were."

"What does it all mean?" Cindy asked. "Why is everybody so happy here?"

Mrs. Fairfield smiled broadly and said, "All my matrons were once interns here."

Cindy's mouth fell open and she stared in disbelief at a passing attendant, a tall, willowy blonde who looked good enough to eat in her starched white shirt and little miniskirt.

"These guards were once runaway girls!" Cindy gasped.

"Everyone of them," Regina Fairfield said proudly. "After they left here and got a little older they applied for positions with me. You might say they graduated from here then came back to teach."

"I'll be darned," Cindy breathed, impressed. Then she gazed at Regina Fairfield with new eyes and asked, "But what do they teach?"

"Classes in the art of living," the woman said cryptically. "How to get along in the world when you're sexy, prematurely developed and horny."

She laughed at the expression on Cindy's young face. She took the girl's hand in hers and said, "Let's go upstairs. I think you're ready to see our classes."

They took the small elevator to the floor above where Cindy had never been. There she discovered long corridors and many rooms with walls of glass. Nothing was hidden from view. And what Cindy saw all around her startled her out of her mind.

In every glassed-in room sexy young girls were in various degress of undress and doing an array of sexual things with dildos – all kinds of dildos!

"Oh, my God!" Cindy gasped.

Her young eyes couldn't move fast enough. There was a little girl, younger than she was, on her hands and knees, gettin fucked royally by a giant brute of a dildo that was strapped to an older girl. There was a room of five naked girls, all of them licking each other! "They're enjoying it!" Cindy gasped.

"Of course."

Cindy's blue eyes darted here and there. "They're willing!"

"Yes."

"But-but – why? They aren't shackled. You aren't forcing them into this!"

"But they all began where you did, Cindy," Regina Fairfield said. "They were all rebellious little girls and all headed for a life of misery. These are the few who came through here and changed their attitude. If they make it off your dormitory, they learn to use their bodies wisely and with pleasure. No more using sex as a weapon against parents and teachers and clergymen."

"This is – fantastic!"

"Some of my girls go on to become successes in life," the woman said. "Some become expert prostitutes. Many grow up to become highly successful housewives. They marry the men of their choice and know how to please them. Here they learn how to use their mouths and tits and pussies and asses. We teach pleasure here, Cindy."

The pretty girl was completely dazed. Regina Fairfield smiled and said, "The choice is yours. You can be foolish and try to explain all this to an outsider – and be judged crazy. Or you can be wise and join us. You can begin to become a very happy, sexual, orgasmic young lady."

Cindy gagged, then cleared her throat. She looked flushed and excited. "This is your music class and art class?" she gasped.

"Yes, Cindy. The music is the rhythm of sexual happiness. The art is the art of fucking without causing yourself or anyone else any problems."

"But why?" the startled, dazed girl wanted to know.

Regina Fairfield's features softened and her eyes moistened as she gazed at Cindy. "Because our society had twisted you young girls enough. Sex has become a crime – and that's a crime? Why do you think you began your sexual career the way you did? Why do you suppose you sucked off fifteen boys at once? You were trying to find yourself, trying to find your own sexual identity. But you had to do it in criminal and antisocial ways. These girls are learning to enjoy sex and how to enjoy it without arousing suspicion and animosity. If you want to avail yourself of Fairfield's real purpose, you can."

"Oh! I do!" Cindy gasped.

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