Not technically
IN school, but skidging school, or playing truant as it's also known as.

My pal lived in a nice detached house above a recently built Barrat housing estate....the estate played host to various kids, but one in particular...Lorraine, was a total bike, albiet a sensible bike, as she wouldn't let us fuck her, well, not without a johnny anyway.

We would go up the hills, or even into his garage and Lorraine would let us suck her tits, poke her and she would make a gallant effort at wanking us off. She had a curious odour, like flaked goldfish food and pet shops...as i got older i recognised the smell as stale sweat...But hey, who gives a fuck, eh lads ;-)... She would always have us two at a time, while the other/s stood about and joked. She was very unwilling to suck any of us off, and this led me to believe that someone has spunked in her mouth previously, and she hadn't liked it. Probably her dad.

Anyways, this pal, who lived in the detached house, his parents would go to work early doors and not come back till after 6. So we hit upon the idea of skidging school and taking Lorraine up with us, so we could take advantage of her all day, in the comfort of a house. Lovely. Needless to say she was more than willing. To get to his place you had to walk up a lonely single track road that led to his house and one other. A tall red headed freak of a girl lived in the other house and was in my class. As we walked up the hill, Lorraine in tow, we had forgotten about the tall freak and how she would get a lift to school in her parents horrible 'Space Cruiser'. Our timing was such that halfway up the hill, the Space Cruiser, cruised past, and the gasps from the occupants were audible as they rubbernecked past us....

We knew it would be all over the school by first break, but pressed on with the days entertainment regardless. The highlight may have been as me and my pal lay on either side of here, as she 'skied' her way to victory, while my other pal sat and played chuckie egg on the bbc.

On going back to school the next day, everyone was aware of what happened and while we had accolades, she had abuse. The way of the world i suppose, i felt sorry for her, but couldn't really change the narrowminded view of my fellow pupils. One of my pals however hated the association with this slutty ginger bird, and didn't take too well to some other horror bag following him around screaming that he 'fucked that ginger bitch', so much so, he actually punched her in the face. She fell, he got suspended.

I dont think she blamed us neither as later that week we met up with her as we came home from school. We went down by a babbling brook and took turns at fingering her bright ginger fanny. I got more adventurous and slipped two fingers in successfully. When it was my friends turn i suggested he also try the 2 finger technique. After a bit of struggling, with her standing there impassively, he admitted defeat and withdrew his fingers, only to find a blob of orangey shit all over his fingers..He had been trying to poke her bumhole!

Lucky we were beside the stream and he was able to wash the shame away.
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Tue 3 Feb 2009, 13:49, Reply)