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Sex Stories: Pendleton: A School for Girls
Pendleton is a school for girls, nearly women, and therefore there are rules. The women of tomorrow need to be intelligent, proud, dignified, and daring, and Mr. Downing, the headmaster is determined not to let any girl slip through her crack or fall short of the example set by his staff. 2:31 pm Mr. Downing is lecturing to his senior physics class on the principles of Archimedes screw when he detects a giggle from the rear of the class. “Miss Johnson is there something amusing you at the moment?” “No sir, I’m sorry sir” Another giggle. Across the aisle Trudy Junger suddenly covers her mouth. “Miss Junger…you as well?” “Well…uh no…sir?” “Fine, perhaps we can discuss this after class”. 3:07 Cindy Johnson and Trudy Junger are lingering at the back as the others file out of the room. Downing motions for them to come to his desk. “Now, may I ask you girls, what was so funny that you needed to interrupt my class?” “Nothing really… sir” “Nothing ?” He eyes them each more intently. “Well…um…Trudy just…uh…. she uh…Trudysaidhernipplesfeltlikeraisinettes!” “Excuse me?” “It was chilly sir, uh…my nipples were hard…I told her that they felt like raisinettes, and she laughed.” “I’m very sorry sir.” “Raisinettes ?” Mr. Downing studies Trudy’s firm chest where indeed her nipples protrude bravely on the surface of her starched white blouse. “ Raisinettes are very tasty and sweet Miss Johnson, do you then believe that Trudy’s nipples are tasty and sweet?” “Well I uh… no sir…well, they c-c-could be” “Miss Junger, I do not appreciate my class being disturbed by frivolous banter. If however, you could prove that your nipples and/or breasts in general were indeed at ALL similar to a delightful candy niblet… well…then young ladies, I could certainly overlook the slight transgression from this afternoon.” “Understood?” “Yes, sir!?”, replied both girls, relieved but a bit confused. “Well then, shall we examine the much discussed nipples?” Miss Junger if you would.” Mr. Downing pats the top of his desk and both girls pull themselves up to sit. Their short plaid skirts bunch up a bit revealing more of their firm soft thighs. A flash of white panties can be seen as the girls shift nervously on the desk. Even with the girl’s long slender legs, their knee sock clad feet now dangle without touching the floor. Trudy unbuttons her white blouse. Her long thin arms arm doted with goose bumps. She reaches back and unclasps her bra but catches it with an arm across her chest before it can fall. Shyly she drops her arm to reveal a pair of small firm round breasts with pert pink nipples, obviously hard and aroused. She absently brushes her left breast with her hand and pinches the nipple. A grin spreads across her face as she realizes her unconscious fondling. She often enjoys the firm roundness and softness of her breasts and is secretly very proud. Cindy watches intently, her face goes soft and her eyes become glassy. Finally Mr. Downing softly breaks the reverie. “Cindy, would you care to make a comparison?” “Yes, sir, ” she whispers absently. She reaches out an almost visibly shaking hand and gently cups Trudy’s left breast. After a few dazed moments she responds by lightly pinching Trudy’s nipple. She then quickly draws her hand back and faces Mr. Downing. “They DO feel like raisinettes sir”, she says rather incredulously. “And the taste?…Miss Johnson?” Cindy twists, places her hands on Trudy’s shoulders and bends awkwardly until her mouth is near Trudy’s left breast. Gingerly, her soft pink tongue extends and touches her friend’s nipple, encircles it and then her lips descend and engulf Trudy’s firm moist nipple. Cindy sucks gently for a few moments then pulls back. She glances first at Mr. Downing and then more intently at Trudy and asks. “May I?” Trudy nods and Cindy hops from the desk, turns and inserts herself between her friend’s thighs. Bending slightly she begins softly but feverishly ravishing Trudy’s breasts. Mr. Downing watches, pleased at the diligence of his student and pleased at the sight of her small bottom before him. He reaches forward and gently lifts her navy plaid skirt revealing her firm young ass covered by soft white cotton panties. His heart skips a beat. Trudy is now leaning back, her arms splayed behind her, her head thrown back and lolling slowly side to side, her long dark hair brushing the papers on the desk. 3:25 “I guess then, I’ll leave you to your… uh…study session” mumbles Downing, transfixed by the intensity building before him as the girls inhibitions seem to fall away as quickly as their clothes. Cindy begins unbuttoning her own blouse and pulling the tails out of her skirt as Trudy leans back on one elbow and slides her free hand between the two girls to lift the front of her skirt. She then slides a hand into her panties as Cindy drops her bra to the floor and leans forward to press her soft pale breasts against her friend’s now glistening nipples. Noticing Trudy’s digital explorations, Cindy slides lower and pulls aside the fabric covering her classmate’s soft damp pubic mound. Trudy responds by lifting herself from the desk and allows Cindy to slide the panties down her tender thighs until they catch at her ankle and dangle from her black and white saddle shoe. Cindy is now bent at the waist, inhaling the soft musk of the pussy at her lips, exploring this new world with her anxious tongue, her ass revealed and enticing to the trembling headmaster behind her. “Oh, dear God!” he whispers. Mr. Downing is spinning. The delicate beauties before him have always been a temptation, if fact he has always encouraged the subtle, graceful flirting and erotic candor in his lovely charges but he has insisted on tact and decorum and has enjoyed his role as disciplinarian as well. But today he is weak. The passion, the fervor, the innocent abandon of this scene is more than he can resist. His cock has been straining the seams of his tweeds for what seems like hours. He undoes his pants to release his throbbing penis and drops to his knees behind the heavenly sight of two round young cheeks clothed in the sweet soft innocence of plain white cotton. His nose presses slightly into the center crevice, his senses overwhelmed by the soft texture, the warmth and firmness of the flesh and of course the subtle scents of this delicious young woman. With trembling hands he clasps the sides of the fine ass, his thumbs caressing the bottom curves and slowly, heart pounding, his fingers find the waistband and begin to reveal the flawless expanse of tender skin arranged in the most graceful of curves and arcs in all of nature. After catching his breath he begins again, the smooth texture, the delicately pungent smells, the shy puckered anus and the pouting, begging, downy lips of her young pussy below. He bends and slowly traces the tender labia with his lips and tongue, eventually darting his tongue in deeper and deeper to taste the tangy dew and nibble her aroused clitoris. Her thighs quiver as she delights above with the wonders of a beautiful pussy so much like her own and yet so new and intoxicating that she is nearly oblivious to her teacher behind her until she feels the warm wet tongue pressed to her tiny asshole. Her knees buckle and she nearly falls but for the strong hand that grasps her waist from below and provides support. The oral ministrations continue to her delight, warm and wet, teasing, caressing and nibbling at her most private of places, then suddenly a new sensation; A fullness, a firm moist entrance into her anus, pushing, testing, pushing further. She tenses but a firm hand strokes her reassuringly and she instantly relaxes as his finger glides and caresses the sensitive contours of her secret world. 3:37 Trudy, on the desk, has now become aware of the type of attention her young friend is receiving and desires a bit of the same. She stands, turns, and lays face down across the top of the desk, presenting her firm trim buttocks to her classmate. Cindy’s small, soft hands caress her friends’ smooth round globes, spiraling around her hips and thighs, across the small of her back and slowly through her moist crack. Cindy drops to her knees and presses her face to the soft flesh, inhaling the musky scent, reveling in the warmth and closeness of her contact. With her nose in Trudy’s buttocks she gingerly extends her tongue and probes the warm depths beyond. She slides her hands up the long slender thighs, parts the tender mounds and pushes her stiffened tongue as far as she can. Trudy sighs blissfully as the warm pink wetness of Cindy’s tongue mimics the action she experienced only moments before. Cindy extends her arms upward and caresses Trudy’s back, sliding down her sides to touch her small breasts now pinning today’s homework assignment to the desktop. 3:51 Mr. Downing circles the desk, sits in his chair and removes something from the bottom drawer. Trudy’s head rests calmly on his desktop as she concentrates on the delicate young mouth now ravaging her ass. He bends and gently kisses her , as she lifts her face to him. He presents his fully erect penis and her eyes dance. She rises up on her elbows and reaches for his throbbing cock. Downing gasps at the touch of her soft hands and sighs deeply as she takes him (quite expertly he notes) into her mouth. Trudy sucks very gently yet thoroughly, slowly sliding the full length, never releasing the head from her lips. Sensing the impending orgasm he pulls away slowly, sits back down and takes the beautiful face in his hands. He kisses gently her lips, her cheeks, her forehead. He pulls the hair from the side of her face to kiss and nibble her ears and neck. He returns to her mouth, mashing her sensuous lips this time, sucking her tongue into his own mouth. Her eyes alight, her lips tremble. He rises, pushes her face down towards the desktop, moves her long dark hair aside as he bends and buries his face in the back of her neck, and slides his hands down her long narrow back. His penis brushes her head and shoulders as he bends over her, luxuriating over her long lithesome body. Cindy’s face raises from her friends ass and Mr. Downing sees the crazed, delirium that he feels so strongly now as well. Cindy understands. It’s his turn now. He returns to the front of the desk and places his hands reverently on the buttocks of his delicious young student. Taking the lubricant that he retrieved from the drawer, he strokes his cock, slowly spreading the lube along his shaft. A finger full he softly works into the crevice before him, gently circling her tiny prize, he bends and nibbles lightly on her cheeks and gently, reverently kisses the small of her back with a gradual insertion of his finger into her delightful hole. Cindy has taken his desk chair and face to face with her friend they share in the most passionate of kissing, hands in each other’s hair, tongues entwined, gasping and sighing. Downing begins the slow, deliberate, delirious entry into Trudy’s upturned ass. Passing between her cheeks alone is nearly heart stopping in sensation, but as the head of his penis slips inside he nearly passes out from the shear delight. Firm and tight, yet warm and yielding, her movements seeming to pull him in further. Her breathing catches, and she drops her head to the desk. He pauses, reverses slightly, checking the lubrication and pushes on. “Oh…oh God…..umghd, Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeesss!” Trudy exhales and relaxes more, returning to Cindy’s mouth to release some of the passion now building in her loins. Downing begins to pick up speed. The tight grip of her sphincter relaxing now to a loving embrace, he glides warm and moist, his pelvis bumping the firm buttocks, her back arches slightly as she reaches for more penetration. Downing obliges, his scrotum slapping the wet pussy below, he probes as deep as he can reach. Trudy gasps and throws her arms around Cindy’s neck and twists her around, pulling her onto the desk beneath her and ravages her breasts. 4:10 Cindy has now worked herself under Trudy so that the girls are essentially in a 69. Trudy leaning over the desk to enjoy Cindy’s pussy while Cindy laps at the fluids now running down Trudy’s thighs. The girls have traded so many orgasms that Mr. Downing has lost count as he leans forward, nearly lying atop Trudy. Delighting in the soft, tender flesh beneath him, he caresses her sides, shoulders, her back, and her gorgeous ass and finally he knows it’s time. He stands and his tender strokes take on urgency, Trudy senses this and braces herself. His orgasm builds slowly, increases as her ass seems to heat up and he finally explodes in violent spasms the like of which he has never experienced. Trudy feels the warm blast inside and sighs with the sensation of fulfillment. 4:30 A bell rings down the hall awakening the three to their surroundings. Mr. Downing slides slowly out of Trudy’s ass and sits on the desk. The girls collapsed in a heap next to him begin to untangle themselves. “ I believe we’ve probed deeply into some of your concerns today, but…of course, there is more to explore. I hope you’ll both be available tomorrow after class?” suggests Mr. Dowling as the girls finish dressing. “Oh yes, Sir” they chorus, “ We can learn anything if you just pound it into us!” says Trudy with a sly smile. And with a girlish wave they are out the door.
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