ANNIE LOSES HER KNICKERS

My name is Ruth.
I hate that name.
It makes me sound so Jewish.
The fact that I am Jewish has nothing to do with it. It is just the way it comes out, so utterly harsh and brittle. I can’t tell you the jokes about “Baby Ruth” that haunted me in elementary school. I don’t look Jewish at all. The nonsense of being what your name is makes me want to puke. That is why I changed my name to Annie when we moved to New Jersey.

I feel that as Annie I have a whole new world in front of me. Now I can be an Irish girl like the other Irish girls who are always getting cornered by the bad boys and having to let them feel them up. I have gotten felt up a couple of times since I started in this public school. Now that I am sixteen, it almost seems silly to complain about it. In all honesty between you, me, and the lamp-post; it makes me feel good for a boy to take an interest in me like that. Just as long as they don’t get carried away with feeling their oats, I appreciate them copping a nice feel where nobody else can see us.
Of course, I would never let any of them know how I felt because that would make me a “bad” girl and once they think you are a bad girl, they will pester you non-stop so you can’t get any studying done at all.
Everyone in this new school calls me “Annie Little” or sometimes to be funny, “Little Annie”. It is sort of a joke because my real name is “Klein” which is little in German. I don’t mind being “Little Annie” to the others because now my red hair seems to fit in a lot better. I even have tried my best to not use the way we speak at home so I don’t give away my roots. I say things in the Irish girl’s way so everyone will assume that is my country of origin. It seems so funny to talk about such things because I have always felt we are all Americans since that is the country of origin for almost all of us except for a few latecomers.
Anyway, I was at the end of the long hallway just getting ready to go into the girl’s bathroom when Tommy Reilly pushes me up next to the water fountain and starts to cup my boob like it belonged to him and not to me. At first, I was tempted to giggle because I am a bit ticklish right around my nipples but he was real adamant about the whole affair like it was serious business and I didn’t want to offend him.
“Waddaya want mister wise-guy?”
He just laughed at me and squeezed me a little harder.
“Stand still, Little Annie, you sure do have a nice pair of jugs for a girl your size.”
I guess he was trying to make an impression on me that he could do what he wanted because he was a boy and a lot bigger than me. I guess I should have been indignant because he was taking advantage of me, but I had to admit it felt real good especially when he squeezed harder. Suddenly, I knew I must be a bad girl inside because my knickers were starting to get real damp from my dirty thoughts about what he had down there between his legs. I wanted to grab hold of him down there and squeeze him just like he was squeezing me but I knew that would be the kiss of death for my reputation and I would be pestered by all the boys relentlessly until I did the same to them.
So I just started pretending.
I am real good at pretending and I had this secret urge to be an actress some fine day.
“Please, Tommy, don’t touch my breasts like that. If we get caught, it will be a lot of trouble and they will take us to the principal.”
That didn’t seem to worry him at all because he looked over his shoulder to make certain we still retained the semblance of privacy and dropped his other hand down to my uniform skirt and pressed his fingers between my legs like he was trying to lift me up into the air. I could feel his strong hands all over my slit now and the tips of his fingers were all the way back in the bottom of my heated crack which was patiently waiting to be touched as well.
“Tommy, you got to stop it now because I have to go to the bathroom and piddle. Don’t you dare follow me inside because I will report you for certain.”
I almost knew he was going to follow me what with him knowing there was nobody inside because all the others were outside for the morning break and we were the only ones in the hallway. All of a sudden, my heart started beating real fast because I knew he was going to make me do something like the Irish girl’s had to do when the boys got nasty. I wasn’t certain if I was afraid of having to do something like that or if it was because it made me so excited I couldn’t stop from breathing fast and shaking a little bit inside.
I scooted inside one of the stalls and Tommy followed me just like I knew he would. The call of nature was so strong that I didn’t care if a boy’s eyes were on my snatch or not. I pulled up my uniform skirt and tucked it in my waistband and got my knickers down around my ankles. I did my best to modestly cover my little red bush but the sound of my pee hitting inside the bowl made us both laugh at the naturalness of it. It struck me that Tommy Reilly’s business was only a few inches from my expectant face and I knew it was going to happen just like the other girls told me it would if a bad boy got you alone like this. He slowly opened his buttons and pulled out his glorious cock like it was the most valuable thing in the world. I was shocked but filled with excitement because he was about to bounce it on my lips and ask me to take him inside.
“Here, Annie, you will like this. Just lick it a little. Pretend it is a lollipop and you are getting it nice and wet so you can gobble it up.”
His description made me want to laugh but I just looked up into his face with my eyes wide open and let him rub it on my lips forcing me to open my mouth and allow him inside. My first thought was that it didn’t taste too bad and at first it seemed quite manageable taking the whole thing inside. Then, he got a bit bigger and when he pushed it down my throat it made me gag a little bit. He slowed down and held my dripping chin up higher pushing his cock into the insides of my cheeks instead. I knew then that he was enjoying it immensely and his enjoyment made me feel so proud that my juices began to run down the insides of my legs. I reached down and took off my knickers which were useless on my ankles and used them to mop up my released liquids and also the dribble from my mouth that seemed to get worse and worse what with his pre-cum and my saliva drool running fast.
Right about then the sly Tommy reached down and started to flick my clitoris with his knowing fingers. I just sucked harder and grabbed hold off his arms as I went into a series of convulsions that signaled my major orgasm. The loudest sound in the bathroom was the shameful whimpering of my pleas for him to “Please don’t stop!”
The sound of somebody coming into the bathroom came at the exact moment Tommy flooded my mouth with his stuff. I swallowed as fast as I could but some of it dripped down onto the tiles as evidence of our wanton behavior. We both tried to be as quiet as possible because we didn’t know who it was that came into the bathroom. Whoever it was, they headed to another stall and we heard the sound of gas passing and a female voice that declared,
“Excuse me, I can’t help it, it was the beans my mom packed for me for lunch. Sorry about that.”
I accidently left my knickers on the floor and Tommy and I quickly made our exit from the bathroom. Outside, he looked at me and with a serious look on his face, he said,
“Thanks, Little Annie; I really liked being inside your mouth like that. I appreciate that you tried to swallow it all down but I can tell you don’t have that much experience.”
I was a bit conflicted because I wasn’t certain if I was a little humiliated at being a cum-bucket for Tommy’s hard cock or if I was ashamed that I was not able to do a better job like the Irish girls who had lots and lots of experience at that kind of stuff.
The cool air on my pussy reminded me that I had lost my knickers back in the bathroom but I was too frightened to go back for them just in case someone was able to put two and two together.
Tommy had his hand on my backside now and I knew he had ideas about doing something very nasty to my bottom. The thought of that made my pulse race like I was running and I wondered how boys were able to get their things to fit inside such small openings like innocent little brown eyes waiting to be stretched. His finger was right on it now and since I had no knickers, he was able to push inside a little bit and the feel of him filling me with his single finger was enough to make me all damp again like the naughty girl I was inside.
He held me against the wall and pressed his equipment right up on my naked crack. It felt so good that I wanted to tell him to “do it to me now!” but I hesitated because I felt that was crossing the line. I didn’t want to be some out of character, control freak; because that was something the boy tells the girl and not the other way around. I didn’t think it was fair, but I didn’t make up the rules. I only played by them.
The next day Tommy showed up at the back of the lunch room with his best friend Danny and they proposed that I let one of them fill my mouth with his cock and the other rub his rod on my backside right up next to my tiny little opening. I was breathless with the very thought but I did a good job of letting them know I was a decent girl and that I didn’t do such things unless I knew I could depend on a friend not to spread any rumors around that I was a “loose” girl. They both rushed to assure me that neither of them would ever break a vow of silence to demean my reputation. After a bit of teasing them some more, I told them to follow me to the supply room right next to the lunch room and we could do it there. They had to separate and come in one by one so no one would suspect we were doing something dirty.
“Tommy, I want you in my mouth because I am used to you now and Danny can explore my bum with his cock but he has to promise not to poke it inside me because that is almost like real sex and I don’t want to do anything like that.”
I was kind of happy at getting all this unexpected experience with a couple of boys that were only interested in exploring new territory and had no concept of a lasting relationship.
Tommy’s cock in my mouth was familiar to me now and I did a much better job of “licking the lollipop”.  He grunted like a satisfied animal when he gave me his liquid present that ran down into my tummy with little difficulty. I kept sucking him trying to get the last drops inside my mouth and I could tell he appreciated it because he managed to spurt a few more times after I thought he was all finished.
Now I could concentrate on Danny’s strange cock rubbing inside my crack. It was all slobbered up now with his leaking juices and I liked the way it slid so smoothly all the way from one end to the other. Every now and then his bulb head got involved right at my puckered opening but he only rimmed it a little bit and didn’t try to take advantage of the fact I was bent all the way forward and my cheeks were gaped wide open. I heard him start to whine just like a little baby looking for a nipple and I knew he was on the edge because he held it down tight on my brown eye and started to shoot all his cream on my crinkled rim and all over my cheeky bum. I had salvaged my knickers this time and pulled them right up over his good looking forward to walking around all day with it inside my knickers reminding me of how depraved a girl I really was.
I just hoped they would not tell any other boys because there is a limit on how much “experience” a decent girl can handle all at one time.