The Senior Trip Ch. 08

It was over, but nobody moved. Judy lay there, spread open, the girls and Kenny stared, mesmerized at what could have been, but wasn't, a clinical depiction of a woman's sexual apparatus, vaginal and anal. For Linda, the excitement of the spanking, itself, was tremendous, but now, as she looked down, her eyes focused on Judy's open cunt and asshole, every detail crystal clear from no more than eighteen inches away. Her hand still rested on the ass, cupping the buttock nearest her, her fingers actually in the crease, almost touching the opening. Then, as Judy slowly came to herself and raised up, she moved directly into contact with Linda's fingers, and, as she got up, those fingers slid down the division of her bottom, touching both the asshole and cunt. It was a fleeting contact, but both Judy and Linda were well aware of the fingers, and felt an amazing escalation of their sexual excitement.

That contact was broken as Judy shakily stood up, facing Linda with her back toward the audience. Comments such as, "Boy, is that red!" "Wow, did you see that," came from the girls, while Kenny was too astounded to talk. Listening to them, still in the sexual stupor that had dominated her, Judy did what she had told herself not to do -- she bent over. Even more, this was not a normal, quick, bent picking something off of the floor. With her feet well apart, she bent from the waist and slowly reached for her panties. Unlike Angela's momentary display in that position, she paused for close to thirty seconds, deliberately presenting her ass and crotch for their observation. All talk stopped as they gaped at her cunt and ass, stunned at the display. Finally, the panties in her hand, she straightened up and turned to face then, nude from the waist down. As she looked at their dazed faces, her sexual high evaporated like fog on a summer day, and the feeling of humiliation and mortification, as well as the pain, flooded in, inundating her. Brought back abruptly to the real world, faced with what she had just done, she burst into tears.

Instantly contrite, Linda turned her around and, consoling, embraced her. Judy sobbed against her shoulder while her friends hurried over to offer sympathy in what became a group hug. It took a while, but ultimately the tears stopped and the sincere warmth and compassion from everyone permitted Judy to see things brighter again, even to accept the good-natured kidding that always passed among them. She even managed to let them talk her into displaying what was really a very red behind. Standing there among them, still naked below the waist, she, to her own shocked realization, was quite at ease. Then, without any sense of embarrassment that would have immobilized her an hour ago, she calmly stepped into her panties and pulled on her slacks, talking calmly as she did so. The session was concluded when she asked, playfully, with a moue, "Have we been punished enough yet?"

Kenny spoke for the group, saying, "You certainly have, both of you. For a show like that, you can be late anytime!" (That night, in bed, she had moments when the shock of what she had done sent waves of horror through her, but mostly she remembered the experience with sexual excitement, recalling the drug-like high that suffused her as she displayed herself. She masturbated to orgasm three times before falling asleep!)