The Best Laid Plans
by
Lex Ludite
Chapter 1 (revised)
At sixteen Brandi Barnes was the major masturbatory fantasy for most of the male students and faculty at Arnold Palmer High School. It should be added that a certain portion of the female students as well as faculty also had some strong fantasies involving this super sexy teenager. This walking wet dream was of medium height with dark eyes and long black hair. In point of fact it would not be accurate to describe Brandi as a "walking" anything. She swayed, sashayed, glided, strutted, wiggled, undulated and sometimes pranced, but when she moved, her body parts seemed to defy gravity and the laws of physics.
To say that Brandi was physically gifted would be a monumental understatement. This girl-woman was flat out beautiful with bee-stung lips, high cheekbones, flawless skin and when she smiled, her perfect teeth gleamed. She had a spectacular body, featuring torpedo shaped breasts that seemed to possess a life of their own as they jiggled beneath her tank top, trying to break free from the confines of her 37D bra, while she made her way through the halls and rooms of the school.
She possessed a firm round ass that appeared to be mounted on a set of ball bearings. That caboose had caused many an accident as she glided through the crowd of lusting males and jealous females. Combine that with a set of legs that seemed to go on forever and you had the kind of teen that fueled the dreams and fantasies of most, if not all, the dirty old men of the world who lurk in the vicinity of your typical high school.
Brandi was the pride and joy of her parents, Brad and Randi, despite the fact that she was the unfortunate result of too much alcohol and a broken condom. They had given their only child everything she ever wanted or needed. Brandi inherited the genes of her dear mother, who was one small step away from being a full blown nymphomaniac, not to mention an all world masochist. Randi had a well deserved reputation among those in the swing club world as a woman with an insatiable appetite for sex. Her escapades were the stuff of legends. However Brandi, at sixteen, was already showing signs of being on a path to even exceed her mother.
By the tender age of seven Brandi Barnes already had the makings of a heart breaker and a home-wrecker. It was inherent in her makeup; she was intuitive when it came to attracting the attention of the opposite sex. it was Brad, not her mother, who decided to take advantage of his daughter's beauty and incredible talent for twisting men around her finger. Soon Brandi was heavily involved in the bizarre world of child beauty and talent contests. From there she branched out into modeling, specializing in children's underwear. In those days most people did not realize that major store chain catalogs were a happy hunting ground for pedophiles and their ilk. Brandi probably was responsible for literally tens of thousands of ejaculations from solitary males who secretly lusted after her prepubescent body enticingly displayed in catalog after catalog. However despite becoming almost an underground fetish figure, the girl was oblivious to her followers and this eerie talent she possessed.
Randi was never comfortable with her daughter's fame and the army of lusting males she drew like moths to a light. Deep down she knew that Brandi was very much like herself, but did not know how to deal with the issue. Alas, just on the verge of becoming a teenager, Brandi Barnes was forced into retirement when puberty did more than just rear its head. She had lost that fresh-faced innocent look and her body was developing curves and bumps that made modeling children's underwear the province of the next generation of preteens. Now the girl was faced with the prospect of dealing with another environment that was almost alien to her, formal schooling.
Junior high school, or middle school as it is now known, did not present too much of a challenge to the teen once she figured out that teachers were just like any other members of the adult world. They responded to her beauty and charm like the others. Not only that, over the years she had developed a new skill, the ability to ingratiate herself with women almost as much as men. This made life even more tolerable, but less than perfect. It was during this three year period that Brandi came into full flower as a sexual being.
Despite the fact that her parents were dedicated swingers, it was at school where Brandi learned the ins and outs of sex. During her first year she teased her teachers immercifully, testing her skills more than anything else. She mastered the ability to show off the sexy undies that were her trademark, learning to flash her brief bikinis to both sexes to guage their interest in what she was revealing. More than once she nearly gave one of her male teachers a heart attack by mischeviously scratching her crotch almost absent mindedly, causing near chaos. A few retaliated, taking the opportunity to give her delectable young ass a pat or pinch after class whenever the spirit moved them.
It was Ms Dillon, her home room teacher, who took Brandi under her wing , so to speak, and initiated the teen into the mysterious lesbian world. She did this by seducing Randi Barnes, which did not take much effort, since the teenager's mother was sexually omniverous. From there it was an easy matter to get to Brandi. Soon they became a trio, spending time together whenever Brad was out of town on business or pleasure. He caught on quickly to what was going on and fortunately for all concerned, the teacher went both ways. From there it was inevitable that he would take his daughter's cherry, which was done on a long three day weekend where everyone took a crack at the teen and no one was disappointed.
At fifteen Brandi was nearly fully developed and could turn the heads of almost anyone, male or female. It was then that she was introduced to "society". This was quite different from the kind that what was covered in the newspapers. Her debut at the swing club where her parents were members was a spectacular success. Initially Brandi still preferred the more comfortable relationship she had with Ms Dillon and her parents. However, by the time she entered high school, she was a regular on the swing club circuit, meeting other teens who also had parents heavily into the swinging life.
It was at one of the swing club meetings that she met Jon. He was in his junior year at college and came from wealthy parents who were into the life. One thing led to another and soon Brandi was a regular guest at Jon's home, where she captivated his parents with her beauty and sexual energy. Linda and Will were delighted that their son had met someone who seemed most suitable for him. Naturally they too had to test the teenager's limits when it came to things sexual, especially the kinkier side.
One weekend Will and Jon put Brandi and Linda through their paces in a session heavy on bondage, domination and other kinky aspects of their swinging lives. For the better part of two days and nights they kept the two females awake with liberal doses of amphetamines and sex-crazed with special hormones and a drug cocktail that they had gotten from a fellow swinger who was a biochemist.
The ladies would do absolutely anything to get off and the men spent may enjoyable hours seeing if there was anything these two sex mad females would not do. They held various contests with the winner getting sex for her reward and the loser being humiliated or tortured as her penalty. Linda and Brandi won as often as they lost, making it a fun time for all.
Some of the highlights included a piss drinking contest won by Linda, who managed to down a gallon of the yellow stuff while the teenager still had a pint to go. Years of entertaining at keg parties while Linda was in college had finally paid a dividend. While she was allowed to gently rid her buging belly of its cargo of recycled beer before accepting her reward of being double dicked, Brandi was experiencing the agony of having a cattle prod inserted deep into her tight teen twat and then activated, causing her to try to empty her bloated belly in one huge outburst, a most painful process that made her feel as if she had been kicked in the gut by an entire soccer team.
Later Brandi turned the tables on her opponent, managing to take a double bag of ice cold water about a minute and a half faster than Jon's mother. So while Jon and his dad took turns pounding their cocks into her tight asshole, Linda was plugged, and had to sweat it out until both men had made deposits in the teen's bowels. At the conclusion of the session, Jon was sure that Brandi was marriage material and let it be known to his parents. They too seemed to be giving their blessing, but there was one little snag that had to be overcome before any thoughts of marriage could become reality.
For Jon to inherit their rather substantial assets, he had to have a wife who was well educated. What this meant precisely according to the executor of the will, Linda's sister, Margaret Baugh, was she must be a college graduate. On the face of it, this did not seem to be an overwhelming obstacle. There were dozens upon dozens of "colleges" that could guarantee graduating those enrolled. So basically all that would be needed was for Brandi to graduate high school, the rest would be almost automatic.
Based on the results of her first term, Brandi was not on a path that would lead to a diploma. It was not that she was mentally challenged, it was her attitude. She was accustomed to smiling at a teacher, or if need be even flirting with him or her, to accomplish her objective of passing the course. Unfortunately there was quite a bit of competition from other young ladies who were more than willing to go the extra mile for a passing grade. Brandi on the other hand thought it was her right since she was far more beautiful and well built than they were. This position got her on the wrong end of the grading curve, and it became apparent that Randi and Brad would have to step in and work out some type of deal with her teachers. There was too much at stake to let this situation go on.
What was a parent to do? That was exactly what Brad and Randi did. They sat down with the key teachers, four men and a woman, and put all their cards on the table. By the time the meeting concluded, it was agreed that Brandi would spend the next weekend with them, having her attitude adjusted. To assure that she would not suffer any serious injuries or have permanent scars on her near perfect body, Brandi's parents would also attend as observers. Promptly at six in the evening on Friday, Brandi and her parents would be picked up and taken to a farm located some fifty miles from the city where she would be under their discipline for the next forty-eight hours. Everyone was certain that after this little session the girl would not feel so adamant about giving up her body in exchange for good grades.
As the old saying goes; the best laid plans of mice and men...etc, etc. At midweek Brad's boss, a fellow swinger, invited him and Randi to attend a private weekend orgy on board his yacht. This was something that they had been trying to weedle from him for nearly a year, and finally it had happened. There was no way they could or would say no to this unexpected invitation. It was Randi who came up with the idea of asking Jon to fill in for them. It would be an excellent way for him to further ingratiate himself with their daughter, and at the same time adequately represent them as her protector.
Brad was delighted with this suggestion, it would go a long way in sealing the deal with Jon concerning his intentions towards Brandi. Obviously she was offering herself up to the tender mercies of the teachers just so she could qualify to become his wife at some future date. It was a perfect match of interests. How could such a strategy fail?
To the dismay of the Barnes family it turned out that Jon was being visited by his aunt, the one who was the executor of his parents' will. She was also bringing along a young lady friend to assist her in dominating and abusing Jon for the weekend. The fact that he had a submissive side that occasionally displayed itself was not common knowledge. Brad and Randi were however privy to it, and realized that there was no possible way that Jon could cancel his weekend plans.
They had painted themselves into a corner. There was no one else they would trust to represent them in this matter. They decided to take a chance and hope for the best. Brandi would be turned over to the teachers as promised, and her parents in turn would join Brad's boss on his yacht for the weekend. After all, the teachers were intelligent people. Why would they jeopardize their opportunity to have Brandi's body at their disposal for the entire semester? They certainly must know the consequences of harming the teenager. It would be disgrace and probably prison time for them all, thus ruining their careers as teachers.
Promptly at six the teachers and their dates arrived in a minivan caravan to transport them to the farm. They were quite surprised when Brandi's parents begged off from attending the attitude adjustment session. They listened and nodded their heads in agreement that they could be trusted to act like intelligent people. They managed to conceal their glee even when Randi added that her daughter probably deserved and needed what was about to happen to her. Brandi was not at all sure of either the intelligence or honesty of the group, but there was little she could do once they cuffed her hands behind her back and bundled her into one of the vans after flipping a coin to see which she'd occupy.
( To be continued )
