“Oh, hi,” Jenny says, stopping and turning to face them, looking extremely embarrassed. She puts her hands behind her and stands in front of me as if to hide me or hide what she was doing. When she does this, I flush again with embarrassment as I recognize a lot of the people coming this way.
“Group’s here if you still want to play,” the one that called out to her asks. I notice that he’s carrying something like a game board under his arm. Not to mention his backpack looks pretty full. It’s his backpack that makes me remember where I know him from.
The group headed this way plays DnD in the campus courtyard. I’ve seen them out there several times each week, all their game stuff spread out, with Jenny playing with them. I’ve always considered them uber-nerds and not worthy of much of my time. And now they get to see me in this state.
“Oh my,” the guy says upon seeing me. Jenny seems to panic, as if scared about what he will think. She looks at him, and then at me, her face worried. She then sort of shrugs as if to say the truth is better than a lie. Also, I think she considered that there are worst things to be caught doing, and worst people to be caught doing it with.
“Ummm, so yeah, this is Emily. She seems to be doing some sort of sexual experiment…which I’m helping with,” Jenny explains. My embarrassment rises all over again as he looks over my naked body several times with wide eyes. The expression he has is as if this is the best moment of his life. He takes very long looks, his head moving slow as it goes up and down my naked form.
“C-C-Can I watch?” the guy says in a soft, disbelieving tone. My eyes widen again at this. He’s joking right. There’s no way that Jenny will keep going now. Surely this prank is over.
Jenny turns to look at me. I look back at her, but I don’t react at all. Instead I just look at her in disbelief with my wide eyes. In my haze of embarrassment, I consider how no matter how I think that this couldn’t get any worse, I’m going to be wrong.
“I don’t see why not. As long as she doesn’t say dislikes it,” Jenny says looking at the guy. I groan softly at this, but then stop when her fingers are put back on my clit, rubbing away. With a magical touch, she puts her thump on my clit where she rubs, but begins to insert her fingers inside me.
I was going to shake my head no to make her stop, but those smooth feminine fingers seem to zap my energy, making me stand here and take the pleasure. They feel so powerful and great, not to mention overwhelming.
As she keeps going, more and more of the DnD group gathers around to watch. Both men and women are in the small group, and they all look on in wonder at the scene in front of them. They talk about what they are seeing, even offering suggestions for Jenny based off my reactions as if this is some sort of experience. The scene quickly becomes something of a school project as they all gather so close I feel them breathing on me.
The rest of the afternoon becomes something of a hazy dream. I lose count of how many times I orgasmed thanks to feeling like a teaching tool or object on display. For Jenny and a few other females seem to take this unique opportunity to show the guys what they like sexually, as if this was an undergraduate class they were teaching. Each show their techniques, using my body as proof of how good it feels.
I have no clue how I’ll get out of this. To be honest, I’m not even sure I want to any more. In fact, I begin to wonder if The Pond will give me what I want now, which is for one of the guys to actually have sex with me like this.
As I feel myself about to orgasm let again from the tongue that’s on my clit, I swear I hear laughter in the air. Like the wind is carrying it from far away. And I swear I hear the owner of that wispy laugh, “Happy April Fool’s.”