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Inside they found a rather odd and elaborate house full of objects and framed pictures, wilted dead plants and large pots and vases.
Calvin slowly reached his plastic bag with his lighter, cigarettes and a few joints still dry. He chuckled and flicked the lighter until he got a small flame. With enough light to barely see, the girls stared at him as he grabbed a candelabra that held three dusty candles. He lit the candles and bathed the room in a dim red orange light. Beatrice felt her gripping anxiety evaporate.
Their eyes adjusted as they quietly shivered and trembled, still cold. Silvia’s and Gretchen’s makeup ran down her cheeks and face. Calvin and Silvia looked around the room and both caught sight of a fireplace across the room. They descended on it to build a fire.
Beatrice wrung water from her long brown hair. Her bra had ripped away until it only held up her large e-cup breasts in a wonderful display that left her nipples mostly naked. She tried to use her thin arms and tiny hands to cover her nipples, but it only served to offer more to ogle. Jennie watched Beatrice struggle to cover her voluptuous body. Jennie looked at Beatrice’s tattered panties that did not cover much. She could see Beatrice’s thick patch of pubic hair.
“I like your little bush. It is cute,” Jennie said to Beatrice as she pointed to her snatch, trying to lighten the mood.
“My panties! Oh no!” Beatrice cried as she felt the elastic with little bits of her underwear still attached around her waist.
“At least you have any panties at all,” Jennie said as she inspected the scant remains of her outfit.
“Here, take mine then,” Gretchen said flatly, removing her little g-string and handing it to Jennie. Gretchen now stood completely naked with only her pierced bits and boots. Silvia watched Gretchen slowly remove her tiny underwear, and she felt a slight surge of arousal that she tried to wipe from her mind.
Calvin pulled a few old logs from a dusty, web covered stack in the fireplace and piled them in the fireplace. He made some kindling from a tattered book, ripped the pages out and started the fire in under two minutes.
Calvin sat on the floor in front of the fire and turned to look at his classmates and teacher. Silvia squatted behind him, trying her best to cover her mostly naked body, as did Jennie and Beatrice, who one by one dropped their modesty to hold their hands close to the flames.
Calvin removed his jacket and found his clothes all soaked. His wet, muddy feet felt chilled to ice. He flicked as much mud from his toes as he could with his numb fingers.
The girls slowly stopped shivering. Their frozen, turgid nipples started to tingle from the warmth of the fire. They did not have much for wood, and what they did have lay in the fire. Calvin and Silvia both saw they would need to search for more wood or something else to stay warm. Calvin noticed his teacher’s exposed legs, her exposed hip and looked right up into her judging face.
“Let’s keep this professional, Calvin!” Silvia said, trying to cover herself and minimize her immediate vulnerability.
“Anyone want to go have a look around the house?” Gretchen said as she sat next to the fire for a moment, unlacing her boots and removing her stockings. She placed them next to the fire to dry.
“Calvin, would you go with her please?” Silvia said pleadingly, still trying to cover her exposed body. Calvin looked at her curvy bare hips for a moment as though transfixed before nodding. Gretchen stood to join him.
“Extra credit?” Calvin said with playful reluctance, giving a smile to Silvia, who scowled at him, daring him to continue looking at her near nakedness. He stood and nodded, shrugged and joined Gretchen.
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Gretchen opened one of the doors, and Calvin followed her into the hall with the candelabra. Gretchen leaned forward and peered around the corner looking this way and that before turning around to face Calvin, placing her hands on his shoulders.
“I have an odd feeling about this place. Something feels off,” Gretchen whispered.
“Yeah, you are completely naked. Why did you remove your boots and panties?” Calvin said.
“Hah, I removed them to dry them, duh. Plus… how often do you get a chance to get naked in front of your teacher without consequence? Did you see Beatrice’s body? She has huge tits!” Gretchen said quietly, her hands slowly moving over her pierced nipples. “Professor Lapin also had really nice tits.”
“You have great tits, Gretchen,” Calvin said, immediately regretting it.
“Oh yeah?” She replied and pinched her puffy pierced nipples on her c-cup breasts. “Thanks, I will be sure to keep them on display then, but that does not mean you get any kind of chance to touch them.”
Calvin blushed and enough that Gretchen could see even in the dim light of the candles.
“Are you blushing? Shouldn’t I be the one blushing?” Gretchen said with a smirk. She could tell whether she should mock him, tease him, ignore him or what.
“Sure, Gretchen. Whatever. Let’s look in here…” He wondered if he had a chance with such a cute girl.
“I know where you keep looking!” Gretchen said and stepped on his foot when he lost focus and stared at her pierced tits. “You might as well look, and I might as well let you. You are never getting with a girl like me anyway, stoner.”
Calvin hung his head and continued searching.
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“Professor, what are we going to do?” Beatrice asked nervously.
“Beatrice, we will wait here for the storm to pass, then go for help,” Silvia replied as she walked through the room in the near darkness.
“But I am naked, professor!” Beatrice pleaded.
“Yes, dear girl. So am I…” Silvia said and stood to move next to Beatrice. Jennie lay clinging to Beatrice, and Silvia squatted next to them and revealed a bottle of rum she had found in a bar in the corner of the room. She took a swig and handed the bottle to Beatrice before taking Beatrice’s hand. Silvia looked perched on her high heels and no pants or panties. Her thick shapely legs looked enticing to Jennie, who carefully looked at Silvia in the light of the fire. Silvia removed the remains of her blouse to warm herself.
“Professor…” Beatrice started. “Will we still get to visit the museum?”
“Please, Beatrice, dear, I am so cold. We have to find a way to stay warm,” Silvia said lazily, the alcohol taking effect, pushing for a space between her two students. “The room is dark, no need to feel ashamed with trying to stay alive, Beatrice! We just survived a dangerous crash and escape in that horrible storm.”
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Every light switch they found did nothing but click. The next room they entered extended in several directions with a staircase in the middle.
“Hey, big boy, mind if you spark some of that weed I saw in your pocket?” Gretchen said, shoving her body against his in a mock display of affection.
“Let’s keep looking,” he replied flatly.
“Hey, I wanted to look around to have a smoke with you. Why else would I want to go wandering inside this big scary house?” Gretchen pleaded with Calvin.
“Let’s keep looking, maybe in a minute,” Calvin replied again. Gretchen frowned and let go of him as he walked around the large room. She stood with a hand on her bare hip waiting for him to go up the stairs.
“Give me a joint to puff,” Gretchen whispered in a high pitched voice playfully.
“I will give you something to puff on, if you give me a tit to suck.”
“Ha! As if! You really think you have a chance, Shaggy?” Gretchen whispered loudly. Calvin rolled his eyes and clenched his teeth as he frowned at himself. He hated that dumb nickname.
Calvin walked along the perimeter of the room looking at the pictures on the wall. Each one looked weirder than the next, showing scenes of little grumpy looking men whipping and flogging beautiful naked women. He stopped when he came to one painting in the middle of the wall prominently displayed in elaborate frame. The painting depicted a man leading a handful of women on a little chain that connected to collars each woman wore. The women were naked otherwise.
“Hey, Gretchen… Check this out,” Calvin pointed at the painting, and Gretchen looked, stepping behind him.
“Whoa, wow, what do you think that is?” Gretchen asked stepping close to the painting. She bent close to it. She could see the man led the women to a strange looking square frame. She saw women in the background tied to wooden posts getting whipped.
Having her clothes ripped apart, removing her panties and walking around this stranger’s house naked with Calvin, the stoner, really aroused Gretchen. She liked public nudity, and seeing the paintings on the wall excited her more. She unconsciously started touching herself while she looked at each painting of naked women getting whipped and flogged.
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Silvia took a swig from the bottle of rum and passed it to Jennie. They finished the bottle in a matter of minutes, embracing each other in front of the fire. Their bodies slowly began to sweat.
The storm continued to rage outside.
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“What the fuck kind of art is this?” Gretchen said loudly.
“Shush, we still do not know if anyone is here!” Calvin whispered. “If you keep quiet, then I will smoke a jay with you when we get back to the fire.”
“We cannot smoke pot with those squares!”
“What are they going to do? Call the police? We broke in here!” Calvin said with a loud whisper.
A flash of lightning and rumble of thunder indicated to them both that the storm continued violently. Calvin saw mail on a table in front of the stairs and approached. He found mail and magazines from almost four months before. The magazines and mail all were addresses to one ’Aleeda Swallow’.
He began feeling paranoid.
“This mail is all from three months ago. Maybe the owner died in here… Maybe someone killed the owner,” Calvin muttered. Gretchen rolled her eyes.
“Fucking stoner, no one is murdered. I had friends like this. This is someone’s country house. They probably only come out for summer or winter or whatever. It is mid April now, makes perfect sense that this house is empty. Come on, follow me.” Gretchen took Calvin’s hand and placed it around her bare slender waist as she walked into another room.
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Silvia snored, her massive breasts pushing against Beatrice’s face. Jennie clung to Silvia’s round, thick posterior, snoring. Beatrice felt wide awake and somewhat agitated and horny, but as she had never really had an orgasm the sensation remained foreign and frightening to her.
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Gretchen found another candelabra and lit it with Calvin’s candles. After lighting it, she froze and stared into one corner of the peculiar tiny room. A variety of weapons lined the walls. Chains of all sizes hung from hooks and nails. Collars and leashes, whips, riding crops and all sorts of strange sex garments hung on hooks and nails. She turned and saw a bureau covered in little books, before she laid her eyes on the unique frame standing upright ominously in the corner.
Gretchen’s eyes wandered over the whips and chains while Calvin examined everything, his eyes resting on a dry, grimy bong sitting on the bureau. Before he could grab at the glass bong, Gretchen nudged him.
“Here it is! I knew it! I knew they were kinky. Wait, what is that?” Gretchen said to Calvin and pointed at a lone frame standing like a full length mirror. It reflected nothing but blackness. She approached it and moved in front of it to see herself and saw only black.
“Weird…” She whispered. Goosebumps covered her pale naked body. Her pink nipples hardened and pointed. Calvin wrapped an arm around her waist, and she clung to his body for warmth.
“What the fuck is that?” He whispered. Gretchen shuffled with him to get closer to the mirror until she could reach out and touch its surface.
Her fingers glowed blue when they touched it! She pulled her hand back suddenly but felt nothing. She looked at Calvin who stared wide eyed.
Gretchen put her hand back into the black surface, her hand glowed blue again, and she stepped forward to put her arm within it. She grinned at Calvin and stepped forward, swinging her leg into the frame. When she shifted to rest her foot, she tumbled into the frame, pulling Calvin’s hand. He caught himself and held Gretchen, his legs outside the frame, his body inside it.
Gretchen stood below him giggling, squirming on the ground in a field of flowers and waving grass. He looked around and saw hills and forests and a blue green sea beyond that.
“Where are we?” Calvin asked Gretchen.
Gretchen rose to her feet and grabbed him, and he pulled her back out of the frame.
She laughed in his arms and kissed him before tumbling back into the frame with him.
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In the flowery field, Calvin watched Gretchen bounding through the flowers, suddenly very gleeful. Her pale skin looked amazing in the strange purplish light. The flowers sweet scent filled the air.
Gretchen walked slowly through the flowers, and Calvin searched the horizons. He saw a path some distance from them, lower down the flowery slope near the blue and green forest. Calvin could see houses a ways beyond the forest. Gretchen rolled in the flowers, getting its sweet perfumed scent all over her body. In a flash both her hands worked at her pussy and clit. She found herself wetter than normal and quickly hit an orgasm. Calvin walked to her and stood looking at her as she lied on her back with both hands in her hairless, pierced snatch.
“Gretchen?” Calvin murmured as his cock hardened watching her masturbate. She kept rubbing and stirring, and she squeaked before her eyes rolled back in her head. With her mouth hanging open, he saw drool dripping from her bottom lip down onto her luscious tits. She squeaked again, and Calvin looked around to see if anyone or anything heard them.
Calvin turned left and right then over his shoulder, seeing something that almost made his blood run cold until his eyes focused, and he could see a man approaching with a naked woman on a chain. Calvin dropped next to Gretchen.
“Hey Gretchen,” he whispered.
“Yes? Yes! YES!” Gretchen cried, and Calvin grabbed her and put his hand over her mouth, which really only succeeded in bringing a wilder orgasm out of Gretchen. She trembled and quivered, and her pussy gushed before she sighed and went limp. He sat forward and saw the man with the naked woman moving through the flowers near them, approaching within a few paces.
“Everything going alright there?” The man said to Calvin. Calvin realized that to the man, it appeared Calvin and Gretchen were struggling together or that Calvin struggled with Gretchen.
Calvin nodded and watched the man as he fondled the naked woman. The woman bent down to collect some flowers into a basket. The man gave two loud slaps to the naked woman’s ass, and she sighed as she collected flowers. The woman wore a leather collar around her neck, and the chain rested in the man’s hand. He wore a simple tunic, whereas she wore nothing but the collar.
Calvin and Gretchen both noticed the man’s peculiar face: the man had a rather neutral almost featureless face with an odd grey sandy color to his skin. The woman had orangish skin with dark orange hair.
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Beatrice rose to her feet, still cupping her nipples with both hands, and walked into the hall to look for Gretchen and Calvin. She tried to feel her way along the walls until she reached the large room.
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“You look like a traveler. Did you come from afar for the flower festival? You can join us if you wish, outsiders are always welcome at the festival!” The man said to Calvin. Gretchen began to stir, and seeing the man, she covered herself.
“Um, Calvin?” Gretchen cried, cowering behind Calvin.
“Is something wrong with her? Hey she does not have a collar… Is that normal from where you come, stranger?” The man said to Calvin.
“Nothing is wrong with her,” Calvin said. Gretchen squeezed Calvin’s hand.
“Then why does she not wear her collar?” The man changed his posture, and Calvin slowly climbed to his feet.
“I did not realize she had to wear one. I think it got ripped off somewhere,” Calvin said, trying to ease the tension. The naked woman stood with a basket full of flowers and a smile on her face.
“Are you coming to the festival?” The man asked, fondling the woman, and the woman got to her knees, opened the mans trousers and sucked his cock. Calvin stared wide eyed.
Gretchen gasped.
“You should put a collar on her before you come to the flower festival,” the man said, and he grabbed the naked woman by her hair and started forcefully fucking her face. “Oh yeah. This is my favorite. What do you do with her?”
Gretchen intently watched the man’s cock pumping into the woman’s mouth. The woman looked ecstatic, tears in her eyes, her cheeks turning a rosy pink. Soon the woman moaned as she played with herself while pleasuring the man.
The man grunted and pushed deep in the woman’s mouth, erupting and pumping every drop into her throat, and the woman appeared to gleefully swallow his load. Gretchen felt her pussy gush again spontaneously. Her eyes crossed as she tried to maintain composure. Calvin could feel Gretchen’s fingernails digging into his thighs as her toes curled.
“Come on, Leeda. You were a good girl,” he said and trotted off to the other side of the meadow, disappearing on the path through the forest.
“Holy shit! That was incredibly hot,” Gretchen said.
“We should return, come on,” Calvin held out a hand to Gretchen.
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They stepped back into the little room full of whips and chains and the little bureau.
“Hey, where did you go?” A voice called distantly. Gretchen and Calvin faintly heard and clamored into the hall to see Beatrice fumbling around shaking, still trying to cover her naked body with her thin arms.
Gretchen quickly embraced her in the dark, holding her candelabra in hand.
“Sorry! I got scared you got lost so I looked for you!” Beatrice said quickly. “Did you find anything?”
“Ummm,” Gretchen looked at Calvin who shook his head rapidly, hoping Gretchen would not say anything to Beatrice about the picture frame. “We did find something in here.”
Calvin huffed and rolled his eyes. He attempted to say something but remained silent.
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“What do you think it is?” Beatrice said. “I think we should go back to the group…”
“I don’t know, girl. I went through it into some… place,” Gretchen said.
“Like The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe?” Beatrice said, suddenly enthused. She clapped and bounced up and down looking at it.
“Um, Beatrice…” Gretchen said holding out a few blue purple flowers. Beatrice took one and sniffed it, and she immediately buckled at the knees and ended up with her ass raised up, her hands playing with her clit with wanton abandon. In fact, Beatrice had never really masturbated, as Gretchen could see looking at Beatrice’s rather unkempt pussy hair.
Beatrice turned toward Calvin and flipped on her back, playing with her clit and pinching her nipples.
In under fifteen seconds, Beatrice sighed and trembled then stopped moving. She lied on the floor asleep.
“Want to smoke that joint?” Gretchen asked, looking at Calvin. Gretchen could hardly keep her hands still, and she kept pinching her nipples or touching her clit, even putting a finger in her pussy. Each time she felt wetter then she expected.
Calvin could hardly focus on anything. He fumbled for the joint and lighter and gave it a puff.
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“Thanks, Calvin,” Gretchen kissed Calvin on the cheek. She coughed, and Beatrice sat forward. “Beatrice, girl, ha, oh my gosh! Did you have a nice little nap?”
Beatrice wiped the drool from her mouth and looked at Gretchen.
“Where did you get that flower?” Beatrice said as she got to her feet.
Gretchen pointed at the strange non reflective surface in the striking frame. Beatrice stood silently looking at hit, one hand fondling her hard nipple while the other touched her sensitive clit. She whimpered and moved into the frame, her arm turning blue, then her leg as she stepped inside the frame.
“Gretchen, I just want to grab a flower or two,” Beatrice giggled. Gretchen stepped forward to stop her, tumbling in after her. Calvin sighed and climbed to his feet to follow. Within the three seconds it took him to get in front of the mirror, Gretchen jumped out, grasping at Calvin.
“Help! They got her!” Gretchen pulled him into the frame, and he saw a man with three naked women on chains and Beatrice struggling in a collar and chain as they walked in the distance.
Calvin pulled Gretchen into the room.
“What happened?” He shook Gretchen forcefully.
“We grabbed some flowers, and we started touching, and we kissed, and kissed, and I licked her pussy, she licked mine, and we both came, and then we kissed again and sat each other out and came again, then I sat up as this guy tried to grab me. But he got her, put a collar on her neck and took her!”
“How long were you in there?” Calvin asked incredulously.
“Almost an hour, why?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bmerwq/extra_credit_field_trip