After School Delight Pt. 11

"We had wanted ahalter style top with a bow tied around the back of the neck," Emily later explained to Hana, "but they told us we couldn't have that, because our tits would fall out as we bent forward," she laughed.

"Well,yours would," Carol quipped, with a laugh.

Even so, there still wasn't much to prevent that happening, even with the current design. The sides were heavily cut away around the body, leaving the back and sides of the wearer almost completely bare, which left plenty of flesh visible from the sides. This allowed a good deal of an averagely proportioned girl's breasts on show under the arms at the sides, as well as from the front.

Similarly, the gusset of the garment wasextremely brief - possibly only an inch wide under the crotch, and raised very high at the sides, leaving the buttocks completely exposed. Also, the meagre strip of material that covered the girl's mound was little more than an inch and a half wide at the critical part, clearly showing the flesh deep into the front of the thigh joints and completely exposing the hips. It all lookedvery sexy. If a girl were to wear something like that on the beach, you'd be forgiven for thinking 'Why bother?', and if a young girl were to wear it - well, it's obvious what might very likely happen toher.

The final touch was the logo - the wordsSweet Angels embroidered in gold thread just above the left breast.

Hana watched with trepidation as the sulking pair reluctantly turned to leave the changing room. She caught her breath as they stopped in the doorway, turned back, and smiled at her again as Naomi asked, "Can't we stay and help?" Naomi smiled.

"No youcan't! Go and find Miss Stacey and Miss Jenny," Carol told them, firmly.

"Couldn't we just watch?" Melissa asked.

"Not this time," Emily smiled. "Off you go now," she told them, unable to hide a smirk.

Hana breathed a sigh of relief as the pair turned again and closed the door behind them.

After her early life experiences with similar aged girls in Korea, she felt sure the others here had been staring at her in the showers, and each time she had mentally prepared to undress, she was consumed with an irrational sense of foreboding. She so was fearful of being watched, but each time she had looked across in the direction of the other girls, they seemed to be looking away. Despite this, even now, after the younger girls had left, she still imagined she could sense the older girls' eyes on her.

Curiosity got the better of her again, and she turned to watch Carol and Emily as they resumed getting ready. They were now both bare breasted, but Carol had not yet removed her underwear. Hana was fascinated by the brief, lacy panties they both wore - not the regulation navy-blue knickers that all the other girls had - these were beautiful and frilly, lacy things that barely hid any of their private parts.

The two blondes smiled at one another as Carol at last removed her panties. Now Hana could plainly see that neither of them had any pubic hair either.

She gasped in surprise at the sight, causing Emily to turn, looking up to smile at her.

'Oh no!' Hana thought. 'She's coming over.' Emily was completely undressed, but she showed no embarrassment at displaying her nakedness to the newcomer. As she approached, wearing only her white ankle socks, Hana turned her back in embarrassment again.

"Oh dear," Emily smiled. "You're not shy are you?" she asked, in a teasing tone.

"No. Of course not," Hana lied, vainly attempting to discreetly cover her nakedness.

"I think... maybe you are..." Emily teased her, "just a little?" she added.

Hana looked across to where Carol now stood, also quite naked except for her white ankle socks. The taller, slender girl now turned to face them both, hands on her hips, staring at the little oriental girl, silently taunting her.

"There's no need to be ashamed of your body," Emily told her. "We're all girls together here," she smiled.

"I think the other girls look at me," she explained, nodding toward where the second year girls had been undressing. "It make me feel embarrass."

"Oh, don't worry about them, the shapely blonde told her. They were just fascinated with your tiny, lithe form. You're no bigger than they are," she smiled. "I think they may even be a little jealous. It's obvious you will make a perfect gymnast. You are so small and supple," she smiled. "Perhaps they think you may become Miss Jenny's new star performer?"

Hana smiled nervously. She wasn't really convinced. All the same, she couldn't get over the fact that none of the other girls here had any pubic hair, and it puzzled her.

But Carol had watched her looking and came over to join her friend, asking, "Why are you staring at me?" She stood to the right of her friend, slipping her left arm around the slightly more statuesque girl.

"Oh. I was not staring," Hana lied, nervously.

"Yes you were. You were looking at my body... here!" Carol insisted, her right hand reaching forward to touch the petite oriental on the groin.

Hana gasped and stepped back slightly, immediately raising her left arm across her naked chest, and the other down between her thighs.

"Are you ashamed of your body?" Carol asked.

"No. No," Hana lied.

Carol grinned a wicked grin. "Youare! You're embarrassed aren't you!" she taunted.

"Leave her alone," Emily told her friend, defending the pint-sized oriental. "She's new here. Can't you see she isn't familiar with the way we do things."

"What is it Hana?" Carol asked. "What do you find so fascinating about my body, that you have to stare?"

"I am very sorry," Hana apologised. "I do not mean to offend."

"You didn't offend me Hana," Carol told her, sounding much more kindly. "I just want to know why you were looking at me... Youwere looking at me. You were looking atall of us... weren't you," she grinned, smiling at her friend.

Hana glanced back and forth between them, looking worried, while still discreetly trying and totally failing to hide her naked body.

"I am so sorry," Hana apologised again, as Carol returned her attention to the pretty oriental. "I have never seen any girl of our age without the hair here," she tried to explain, touching her own groin with the fingers of one hand.

Carol smiled. "Well, why didn't you say so," she replied, with a slight laugh. Her voice was much more kindly now. "We all shave this off," she told the girl, reaching down to touch Hana's dark muff. Hana squealed and leapt back, the backs of her legs now pressed against the bench. She felt herself falling backwards and her arms went back in an instinctive reaction to save herself, instantly revealing her entire naked body, close up, to the two bottle blondes.

Just as quickly, she recovered her balance as Carol's eyes opened wide at the sight of the lovely Korean's beautiful naked form, and she covered herself again, trying to sound as calm as possible, asking simply, "Why?"

The pair moved closer, as Hana instinctively crossed her arms more tightly in front of her, in a vain attempt to hide her exposed body from their view.

"Because, my sweet," Carol told her, "it feels more comfortable," she smiled, "and, if we don't shave it off, it shows through the costume when we're doing our gymnastics."

"Especially," Emily added, moving in close to whisper in her ear, "when we do the splits," she giggled.

"Sometimes," Carol whispered, moving even closer, "the hair canpeep out the sides from underneath, she giggled, touching the girl's thigh close to the top, making Hana emit a frightened gasp.

She stood up straight again, adding, "Shaving it off avoids all that embarrassment," she said, "and it makes it nice and smooth to the touch," she said. "Would you like us to shave yours for you?" Carol asked.

"Oh! No, thank you," Hana declined, clearly scared of the attention, "but you are very kind."

"Really? We can make it feel lovely and smooth for you," she urged the girl, "just like this," she added, caressing her own bald mound with her beautifully manicured fingertips.

"No! No, thank you," Hana repeated. "You are very kind, but I will keep this," she resolved.

"Maybe you would like to feel? You might change your mind when you see how nice it feels."

"Oh! No, thank you," Hana declined the offer, backing away.

"Oh, don't be shy," Carol encouraged her, with an inviting smile. "It's not as if there's any harm in it," she said softly. "After all, weare all girls, aren't we? Come. Give me your hand," she said, taking Hana's wrist and firmly pulling the girl's hand down to her groin. "Just touch it with the back of your fingers," she purred. "Feel how soft and smooth it is."

Hana gasped and cringed. "No. Please. I believe you."

"Oh but you have to try it my sweet," Carol told her. "You simplyhave to," she insisted.

"Please. I cannot do this," Hana objected, cringing. She turned her head aside and closed her eyes as Carol pressed the back of Hana's hand to her shaven mound.

Carol's eyes were darting back and forth between the delicious ridge of flesh pulled up at the side of Hana's neck where her head was turned, and the flatness of her bare tummy, now uncovered where the protective hand no longer hid her body.

"See. It's nice and warm and soft, isn't it," Carol purred, rubbing herself with the back of Hana's fingers.

"Please. I do not want this," Hana half sobbed.

"Don't be silly. It feels good doesn't it? Oh but... you can't feel properly with the back of your hand, can you. Turn your hand my sweet."

"No. Please. We should not do this," Hana complained.

"Don't be silly my sweet. I don't mind. Turn your hand, so you can feel me properly," Carol told her, twisting Hana's hand around to place the fingers against her groin.

"Please! Stop now," Hana cried.

"Well my sweet," Carol told her, sounding solemn, "either you do it for me, or I will do it for you."

"What? No!" Hana sobbed.

Hana looked into Carol's eyes, a horrified expression on her face. Carol just smiled. She looked at Emily, who smiled and nodded. She turned her head aside again, reluctantly allowing Carol to guide her hand to the mark as she shuffled her feet apart.

"There my sweet," Carol purred. "You see?" she smiled. "Feel how lovely and sooth it is," she said, closing her eyes and enjoying the touch of the girl's fingers.

She cupped her hand around beneath Hana's, pressing the girl's open fingers up between her parted thighs.

"There, "Carol breathed. "Can you feel the wetness my sweet?" she asked.

Hana nodded silently, still cringing, her eyes shut tightly.

"That's it," Carol purred. "Oh yes. Right.there. That's it," she moaned softly. "See. That doesn't hurt, does it," Carol smiled. "Now... Just move your fingers up and down," she whispered, moving the girl's hand slowly back and forth between her thighs. "Feel how lovely and smooth it is?"

"Please. I would like to stop now," Hana whimpered.

"Oh no. You can't stop now my sweet. Oh no. We're just getting started. I want you to slip your finger into my wet little slit," she moaned.

"No. Please. Someone may come in?" Hana suggested, attempting to scare her tormentor. She looked at the two naked girls entrapping her, then closed her eyes again, turning her face away.

"Don't you worry about that my sweet," Carol told her, as Emily reached out to stroke the soft, tanned skin on her bare shoulder.

Hana gasped and flinched back again.

"Oh look. You're making Emily jealous," Carol smirked.

Hana looked at Emily's face, as the more buxom of the two reached out to stroke her cheek with the backs of her fingers.

"I have am idea!" Carol suggested brightly. "Maybe you'd like to compare?"

"What?" Hana gasped, horrified.

"Feel us both," Carol told her. "You can tell us who you think feels nicer," she smiled.

"Oh no. Please. I cannot do this," Hana objected.

"Oh but you must," Carol insisted. "You simplyhave to. You can't show any favouritism now," she smirked.

"What? No. Please. I cannot."

"Emily. Take her other hand," Carol ordered.

Emily smiled at the terrified girl, reaching out to grip her other wrist, gently pulling it away from her beautiful lithe young body to reveal those delectable little breasts with the delicious looking dark chocolate brown nipples, while guiding the hand down to her own open crotch.

The two blondes stared, wide eyed at the succulent little treat before them, licking their lips lustfully, as Hana whimpered, "No. Please no."

"Don't be afraid," Emily told her, her tone warm and supportive. "We only have to do this once."

"Why do you make me do this?" Hana asked. "I do not want this."

"You must Hana," Emily smiled. "This is your initiation."

"Initiation?" the girl queried.

"Yes my sweet," Carol told her. "After this we won't make you do this ever again. You will be a fully initiated member," she smiled.

Hana looked at Emily, who nodded in affirmation. "Go ahead Hana. It won't hurt. I promise," she assured the girl.

Hana let out a reluctant whimper and closed her eyes again, turning her head away as she allowed Emily to press her open palm up between her thighs.

Carol stared at the delicious looking ridge on Hana's neck, wanting to kiss and lick it, then down at the firm young breasts with those delightfully tempting dark nipples that were clearly metamorphosing into stiff little bobbles. "My my Hana," she said. "You do look lovely. And you're getting excited," she smirked.

"No," Hana objected. "I not want this."

"You say that," Emily replied, "but your body says different," she giggled.

"Why you say this?" the girl squeaked, in her high pitched, oriental voice.

"Because my sweet," Emily told her, "your lovely little nipples are gettingreally stiff," she smiled.

"You're a very beautiful young lady," Carol complimented the naked girl. "I wonder if you'd mind if I were to suck one of those delicious little titties of yours?"

Carol reached out to gently flick one stiff, dark bobble nipple, then hesitated for a second. 'Strange', she thought. 'I seem to have adopted one of Jenny's expressions. 'Ah well', she shrugged, as Hana begged, "Oh no! Please no!"

"Ohplease baby," Carol teased. "Just a little suck. I won't bite. I promise," she giggled, running the tip of her finger around the areola and using the tip of her nail to tease the bobble, as Emily stroked her hair lovingly.

"Please!" Hana begged. "Please, no!"

"Very well then," Carol said firmly, relenting, "but you'll have to do it for me instead."

"Oh no. No. Please," the pretty little oriental begged.

"It's part of the initiation," Emily told her softly.

"You do it for me, or I do it for you," Carol insisted.

Hana looked at Emily, a sincere pleading in her eyes, but all Emily did was to smile and nod her approval.

There was the slightest of sobs from Hana as Carol placed her hand at the back of the lovely little oriental girl's head, stroking her hair as she guided the reluctant lips toward her waiting breast.

"Open your mouth my sweet," Carol encouraged.

"Please. No," came the last word of objection, but by that time her lips were already in contact with Carol's own stiff nipple, and the sounds became a whimpering "Mmmm, Mmmm."

"Use your tongue my sweet," Carol encouraged her reluctant lover. "That's it," she breathed. "Oh yes. That's my good little girl," she said, hesitating once more as she heard another of Jenny's expressions leave her mouth.

"Me too," Emily said softly.

"What? No! Please," Hana begged.

"No favouritism now," Emily reminded her, stroking the girl's hair with the left hand as she used the other to grip her own full breast and lift it toward Hana's resistant mouth. Hana struggled to pull away, but Emily forced the hard bobble nipple between the girl's lips. "Suck it baby," she ordered. "Suck it for me."

"Don't forget me," Carol warned, gripping Hana's hand beneath her groin and pulling it up tightly. "Keep those fingers moving my love," she warned, determinedly. "Come on my pretty. You have to make me come before we let you out of here," she groaned.

Hana was lost for what to do, but Emily wasn't about to give her time to decide. With her left arm she gripped Hana low around the waist, while her right hand moved quickly down to Hana's hip, making the girl gasp in surprise. She slid her hand upward to find her shapely little left breast, and as the palm cupped around it she began to fondle and knead it lovingly as Hana's two middle fingers moved rhythmically inside her.

"Oh yes baby," Emily whispered softly as Hana's stiff little nipple nuzzled into her palm, and the little oriental girl suckled obediently on Emily's ripe, full breast.

As Hana continued to finger the pair of them she heard "Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm," sounds from the two blondes, and looking up she realised that now they were kissing.

"My turn!" Carol suddenly demanded, urgently forcing Hana's lips to her own firm breast, as she too felt for Hana's other breast.

With the pair of them molesting her body, their arms crossed in front of her, Emily could resist her no longer. "Come here baby," she groaned. "You're just too sexy for your own good," she breathed, grabbing the shocked girl's head and forcing a passionate, thirsty kiss on her mouth. She pulled away for a second, gazing into the pretty girl's face, telling her, "Finger me baby," then kissed her again. "Give me two fingers." She kissed the girl again. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes! That's it baby."

Emily's hips began to buck as she wrenched her captive love away from her friend, and thrust her open groin against her pretty oriental partner, trapping the girl's hand between her pussy and Hana's hip.

"Do it for me baby," she moaned between kisses. "Make me come."

A few minutes later there was a telling cry from young Emily as the orgasm hit her, and she almost crushed her hapless partner as the rush of passion flooded through her.

Hana looked shocked, and staggered back in amazement, barely able to compose herself before Carol grabbed her and forced the pretty girl's hand up between her own thighs again.

"Give me what you gave her," the taller, slimmer blonde demanded fiercely, and before Hana could even think to respond, Carol was kissing her, while Emily sat back on the bench to watch, still breathing heavily as she recovered.

Poor little Hana had no choice but to obey, and as she struggled to fulfil her task, Carol forced kiss after passionate kiss on her lips, while one arm gripped her body tightly and the other hand took full advantage of those delightful, firm little breasts, squeezing and kneading, and pinching the nipples as she came closer and closer to her own ultimate goal.

It's difficult to imagine a more intense initiation for anyone, but the petite oriental seemed to deal with it admirably, although she was clearly shaken by the time they left the changing room, almost thirty minutes after they had first entered.

She felt dirty and used, but at least she had come through the ordeal without being abused herself.

As Emily gave Hana a satisfied smile and turned toward the bench to put on her costume, Carol calmly approached her. "Now..." she began, "You're not going to do anything silly... like tell anyone about this... are you?" she asked, staring at the girl, seriously.

Hana looked worried. "No miss. I tell no-one," she replied in her squeaky, oriental tone, a clear element of fear in her voice.

"Good, because it would be such a shame..." Carol told her, extending a threatening fingernail to trace tiny circles around the areola of one of Hana's perfect little nipples, "if anyone were to get into trouble over this," she smiled. "There's no tellingwhat the repercussions might be," she added, giving the nipple a gentle tweak between her thumb and forefinger, making Hana grimace.