The Firing Squad: Part 1: Ready, Aim, Fire!

Curious female students in 1980's Ireland earn a punishment from the boys.

Note:
I always like to manage my readers expectations so:-
This is going to be a story of two parts.
There will be plenty of teenage naughtiness in both of them, but all the shagging and the proper #Incest is going to be in Part 2.
But do please read them both!
I hope you enjoy.

Story:
Niamh was enjoying the moment - neither awake nor asleep. Just in that perfect space between - with her hand hard at work between her legs

"Aw can you stop doing that," Orla yawned, "you're making the bunk bed shake like hell! I'm gonna be seasick if you keep it up."

"Sorry." Niamh sighed.
"I just wish I had a boy in here that could "keep it up!"

"Yeah, it's stupid isn't it," added Una drowsily," we're all 18 but the college insist on separate sleeping quarters every time we have a field trip."

"Yeah.
All those horny boys just down the corridor and you have to do yourself... Which one are fantasizing about Niamh?"

"Oooh Dermot, of course. He looks great in his rugby kit.
What about you."

"Oh, er, that's awkward," Una hesitated, "I know it sounds weird, but I've always fancied your Padraig."

"Paddy?
My twin?
You think he's good looking?
That does sound weird.
You don't fancy me too do you?
I mean, we are identical!"

"No," Una giggled, "Of course not!
I'm only interested in cock!
I bet Paddy's got a nice big one, hasn't he?"

"How would I know?
I've never seen it.
I've no idea how big it is!"

"Really?" Orla asked suspiciously.
Doesn't everyone play "doctors and nurses" with their brothers.
You know?
"You show me yours and I'll show you mine"!"

"No.
I guess me and Paddy aren't as perverted as you and your brothers." Niamh teased.

"No, you're the one that's strange!" Una insisted, "Me and Gerry were always playing "cock and puss."

"Cock and puss? What the hell's that?"

"Oh it's just like hide and seek, but it's not over when you just find someone.
You've got to see what they're hiding in their underwear too.
Gerry always had a real stiffy by the time I'd wrestled his pants off."

Niamh and Orla were quite shocked at Una's confession, but they all laughed along together.
"Did he get your knickers off too, when it was your turn to hide?"

"Yeah, of course!
That was the point of the game wasn't it?
... Oh, don't you look at me like that!
We never did anything else... he does have a lovely cock though."

"I bet it's not as nice as Ardal's!" blurted Fiona, much to the other girls' surprise.
Fiona never joined in with these kind of conversations. She was the archetypal "good Catholic girl", a genuine "goody two shoes."

"Who's Ardal?" They all wanted to know.

"Och, he's my boyfriend, but he goes to a different school so you won't know him." she declared.

"And you've seen his cock?"

"Lots of times. It's as big as a ruler." she told them confidently.

Una gasped, "It's much bigger than Gerry's then... have you er," she giggled and winked at her friends, "done anything with it?"

"Yeah.
He likes me to touch it."

"You mean you wank it."

"Yes," Fiona smiled, excited to be part of the saucy conversation. "I wank it a lot. Ardal loves it, so I do it all the time and he says I'm really good at it."

"So you make him squirt then?"

"Oh yes!
All the time!
I did it six times Saturday afternoon.
There was so much stuff that we had to clean it up with a mop and bucket!"

The girls tried not to laugh, but they decided to play along.
"It's no wonder he's called "Hard-al" Una joked.

They all had a good laugh at that, until Niamh spoke.
"Well you are a very lucky girl, because I've never even seen a cock."

The room fell quiet for a moment.

Una broke the silence.
"Well you could, if you wanted to." she paused sincerely.
We all could..."

"How?"

"We could spy on the boys in the showers."

"Oh, yeah. In your dreams, maybe.
Have you seen how high the windows are?"
Orla said dismissively.
"We'd need a ladder."

"Yeah!
But we've got one haven't we?"
She got no reply.
"Oh, for God sake Orla!
You used it get into the top bunk!"

"Oh my God!
Yes!
Una, your a genius!"

It was a "lightbulb moment".
Orla and Niamh were thrilled at the idea, but Fiona, however, wasn't.

"Och no you mustn't even think about that.
My big sister and her friends tried it a few years ago, but they all got caught and they got the firing squad!"

"The firing squad!
What the hell's that supposed to mean?" Una demanded.

"It's terrible. Sis told me all about it.....
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Well, they had all heard Fiona's lurid description of the terrible fate that awaited them if they got caught, but the girls were unperturbed.
They all knew she was an habitual liar and (anyway) they weren't going to get caught, were they?
Una had planned it all brilliantly.

They waited until the evening, when some of the rugby boys would go to the sports field for a work out.

Una hid herself in a clump of trees nearby, until they finisher their exertions and headed for the showers.

Once all five boys were all safety indoors, she beckoned Niamh & Orla. They quietly crept out, carrying the ladder and taking care not to be seen.
They put it up against the wall, carefully, doing their best to remain silent. All three of them biting their lips and trying not to burst out laughing - that really would have given the game away!

The ladder was perfect.
It was just the right length.
The ideal tool for spying on the (hopefully) naked boys, through the window.
Una went up first - it was her idea after all - while Orla held the ladder and Niamh kept watch.

Una whispered down to her friends, "Wow, this great.
I can see four of them.
Naked!
Cocks!
Bums!
Everything!"

"Then get down and let us have a look too!"

It was Orla's turn next, then Niamh's.
She really hadn't ever seen a cock before - not even a picture.

It was the 1980's and porn was hard to come by. Of course boys could find pictures of topless women in almost every newspaper, but that was all and if a girl wanted to see a naked man, she had no chance!

She was thrilled by what she saw through the window, though!
Four fit, muscular, young men.
Bare arsed with everything on show and their sturdy dicks hanging proudly between their thighs.
It made her eyes boggle and her knickers moist.

The three friends took turns to ogle the boys as they completed their showers one by one.
There were only two boys left when the show was interrupted.

"Having fun girls?" asked a male voice.

Niamh and Una scampered away in panic but they were quickly grabbed captured. Tackled by two of the rugby lads.

Orla, meanwhile was left stranded at the top of the ladder.
There was no hope of escape.
She had no choice but to surrender herself to the boy waiting eagerly below.
Paddy - Niamh's brother.

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The girls were carried into the changing room and dumped down on the floor in front of Dermot (the team captain) and his friend Michael.
Both of them were still naked and making no effort to cover themselves.

"Well well well." announced Dermot.
"What do we have here? Hey, boys?
Looks like three spies to me.
And we all know how we deal with spies don't we?
Especially pretty little spies like these?"

The other boys chuckled in agreement.

"Okay, come on girls." Dermot smiled and took a more friendly tone. "You've all seen us, so now it's our turn. Get your clothes off!"

Una didn't seem to mind, "Yeah, you got us. Fair's fair." She reached for her tee shirt without argument.

Orla tried to get out of it though, "Oh do I have to? I haven't got my nice undies on."
But Dermot wasn't interested in her excuses.
"Nobody's interested in your undies darling." He explained, calmly,"
Get 'em off."

Niamh didn't say a word but shared an anxious glance her twin brother.
He turned away - averting his eyes.

It wasn't long before each of the girls was naked.
Una stripping with confidence. Proud to display her ample bosom to the boys and daring them to stare at her charms.
Orla and Niamh undressing more modestly, trying to hide themselves with their arms and avoiding eye contact with the lads.

"Very good girls. Now line up against the wall."

The girls walked across the changing room, trying in vain to cover their round feminine backsides with their hands.

"Halt!" commended Dermot when they reached their destination.
"Hands on your heads."
They complied nervously.
This was getting serious.
"Turn around."
They had no option.
They turned to face the group of boys.
Revealing themselves.
Stark naked.
Full frontal and with nowhere to hide.

The boys were naked too.
Staring back.
All enjoying the view.
Well, all of them apart from Paddy who knew he really shouldn't be looking at his sister, but struggled to keep his eyes from straying in her direction.

"Very nice ladies.
Very nice indeed.
Now get down on your knees.
Keep your hands on your heads."
The girls obeyed Dermot's instruction without question.
"Well done, now we'll show you how we deal with spies!"
He gave them a wink before turning to face the boys.

"Firing squad!
Atten... shun!" He shouted like a Sargent Major.

The boys stood smartly.

"Pre... sent arms!"

They each grabbed their cock in one hand.

"Select target and advance!"

Dermot and Michael headed straight towards the shapely Una.
Paddy steered as far away from his sister as possible and advanced on Orla, whilst Niamh held her breath watching the other two lads (Dara and Cormac) marching purposefully towards her - pointing their cocks straight at her!

"Halt!"
The boys all stopped, little more than a foot away from their chosen girl.

The young ladies froze on the spot.
Cowering and awaiting their fate.
Scared, nervous and excited, all at once.
It looked like Fiona was right...

"Aim, load and fire at will!" Came the final command, triggering a flurry of activity as the boys wanked themselves furiously.
Each of them summoning up their vital ammunition and determined to give their spy the punishment she so richly deserved.

Niamh got hers first.
Dara's cock was soon bubbling with precum and it was only a matter of seconds before he let loose
He couldn't control himself and discharged his shots in a scatter gun / splatter gun style, forcing Niamh to shut her eyes tightly to avoid the streams of spunk splashing onto her face.
It went everywhere.
Forehead, nose, cheeks, chin.
Barely an inch was spared and when she felt a string of it across her lips, she couldn't help sticking her tongue out to lick it away.

She remined in position watching Cormac wanking himself and waiting for him to unleash another wave of punishment upon her naked body.

In the meantime she heard Una squealing with delight beside her as she received Dermot and Michael's twin torrents of teenage correction.
They were both bang on target. Punishing her tits.
Covering them with their manly milk, without wasting a drop.
They congratulated themselves with their excellent great feat of marksmanship, but in reality, their task was a simple one.
Una's tits were far too big a target to miss!

Niamh heard Paddy too.
Shouting "Yes! Yes!" in delight as he did his duty and dealt with Orla.
It sounded like she liked it too, but Niamh couldn't allow herself to dwell on her brother's performance.
Cormac was coming...

And he came lots!
Volley after volley of hot sticky jizz jetted across her body.
He showed no mercy, gleefully glossing every inch of her chest with a thick, coating of creamy cum.

She knew she should feel defiled and disgusted - full of righteous feminist indignation at by used in such a lewd fashion.
But she also knew that she was loving it!

She felt free, ecstatic, floating on a sea of endorphins, without care in the world. Naked, wearing nothing but a double of helping a student spunk.
She was sexy.
She was a grown woman - no longer a child.
Desired by men and ready to play their games in the way that a grown woman should.

And she was ready for more but, sadly, Dermot broke her revelry.
"Well I think we've taught all you spies a lesson you won't forget!
That's enough.
"Firing squad Dissss-missed!"
Let them go lads - make sure they leave their clothes here though."

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So that was that. The girls had succeeded in seeing the boys' cocks and they'd got a lot more than they'd bargained for.

The gaggle of excited, naked girls giggled their way back towards their dorm, whispering about their adventures and scampering from corridor to corridor, hoping not to be seen or heard.

They eventually made it back to their room.
Smeared in spunk.
The mucky mess oozing down their bodies and dripping onto the floor.
You only had to glance at them to know what they'd been up to!

Fiona stared at them and grinned with disdain.
"See I told you you'd all get the firing squad, didn't I? But you would'nee believe me, would you?"

She was right, but the girls didn't mind letting her enjoy her moment of triumph.
They all went to sleep with a smile on their face and a finger on their clit.

They all made their beds shake that night...