Discovering Sex – A Boarding School Girl Reminisces – Part 2 hot Sex Stories – Y2-Stories

After the stormy night with Hannah, things get a whole lot more interesting for Emilia.

I climbed out of bed, hair all over the place, keeping my eyes to the floor as I picked up my toothbrush and towel heading for the washrooms. I was imagining that everyone was staring at me and whispering to each other about me. I didn’t know if they were, but it sure felt like it.

I was joined in the washroom by Stephanie. She slept in the bed the opposite side of me to Hannah. She was a fair bit older than me at 13 yo.

She stood at the sink next to me and began to brush her teeth, but kept glancing at me sideways. “Are you OK Millie” she asked.

“Yeah, fine” I said.

“You and Hannah sure were having some fun last night weren’t you” she said.

“Steph, Hannah was scared of the storm and I let her sleep in my bed to help calm her anxiety, that’s all” I told her.

“Hey” Stephanie said, holding her hands up in mock surrender, “I’m fine with whatever you two got up to, I’m not judging, but if you ever want someone else to cuddle up to, think of me”.

I didn’t know what to say.

Stephanie finished her ablutions and walked away. Before she left, she looked over her shoulder at me and said “I meant what I said last night, nice arse”.

Those words produced a little shiver in my stomach.

I went back to my bed and pulled the privacy curtain around to get dressed. I fished out a clean pair of panties from my locker and put them on, then removed my night gown and hung it in the locker. I closed the door over to look at myself in the full length mirror.

I turned so I could see the reflection of my bottom in the mirror. It did look good with my pale yellow panties pulled tight across my buttocks. I lowered my panties at the back and examined my bare bottom. That little shiver of excitement fluttered in my tummy again. Can you be turned on by your own body I wondered. It seemed silly, but my bottom did look mighty fine.

I turned to face the mirror. I was a little more critical about my boobs. Not big enough to get me excited, I thought, but when I pushed them together they looked quite good and my nipples popped up hard.

I pulled down the front of my panties. Wow, my pussy looked good, I definitely have a nice pussy. I wondered what it will look like when I get hair down there. I think it looks just right as it is, smooth and pink. I slipped my fingers between my legs, ooh it felt nice and was very wet already.

Just as I was pulling my panties back up, Hannah put her head in from behind the curtain, and seeing me in just my panties, entered my space.

“Ooh look at you” she said putting one hand down the back of my panties and another on my boob. She leaned in to kiss me. She was fully dressed in her uniform and ready for classes.

“Hannah !”, I exclaimed, “someone might hear and come in”.

She put her hand down the front of my panties and fondled my pussy, it felt great. Having gotten me further fired up she removed her hand, slapped me on the ass and said “come on, you’re going to be late”, and walked out.

I rushed to get into my uniform, brushed my hair in a panic and ran to class, only just making it before Sister Aquinas came in to begin lessons for the day.

Sister Aquinas was very strict and could be surprisingly violent and nasty when the mood took her. I got the impression that she didn’t like children very much at all. I did wonder why she would go into teaching if that was her view. She particularly hated late comers and was known to use her cane across the seat of the panties for persistent offenders.

Poor Margret had suffered that humiliation only last week. She had been throwing up all night and overslept. To be fair, it wasn’t the first time she had turned up late for class. She rushed in through the door all disheveled, apologising profusely and taking her seat.

Sister Aquinas stared at her like she was trying to drill through her head.

“Stand up girl and come out here” Sister Aquinas barked.

Oh no, I thought, she is in for it now.

Margret walked out front trembling. She was 12 yo, a bit chubby, with long dark hair in scruffy bunches.

“You turn up late, again, to my class, interrupting my lesson, looking like … that!”, she spat. “Bend over that desk”.

Margret was dragged bodily over the teachers desk and held there with one hand on her back. Her school skirt was then lifted up over her back.

There were a few sniggers around the class, Margret was wearing my little pony knickers that were clearly too small for her ample bottom.

Sister Aquinas glared at the class. “Anyone who thinks this is funny can come out and be next” she announced coldly. Without further hesitation, the teacher brought down her cane hard on Margaret’s panty-clad bottom. She yowled in pain.

Five more blows followed in rapid succession. As well as seeing Margaret’s bottom shimmer with each whack, we could see that some of the blows had landed on the part of her buttocks not covered by her undersized knickers. The lower part of her buttocks had angry looking welts across them. At least 3 blows had caught her there.

Margret wailed loudly whilst the punishment was being delivered and ran out of class sobbing. Later in the dormitory we found her lying face down on her bed. She said she couldn’t lie on her back and had to either lie on her front or on her side.

The next day Daisy, her best fried, told us that she took a look at Margaret’s bare bottom and it was in a very bad way. The six lines across her buttocks had bruised badly and the skin had broken in a couple of places. Daisy had taken her to see the school nurse who had applied antiseptic and covered the wounds with gauze and surgical tape.

We all agreed that Sister Aquinas was a bloody psychopath.

At the end of the day, some of the girls, including Hannah, went off do do some horseback riding across the fields. Others went to play Hockey or Netball.

Those that didn’t want to partake in sports could find other things to occupy them until evening meal.

I took myself off to the dormitory and lay on my bed reading.

It wasn’t long before Stephanie came in and sat on my bed next to me.

As I said earlier, Stephanie was 13 yo and from a well off family. Her father was a politician or something like that. He worked in London for the government. She was very pretty with sleek long blond hair kept in check with an Alice Band. She had changed out of her uniform and into tight fitting leggings which hugged her body, and an expensive looking top which emphasised her boobs.

She looked down at me on my bed. “You really are cute Millie” she said, “you know that, right?”

I blushed. “I am nowhere near as pretty as you Steph, you are gorgeous “, I told her.

I was surprised when she blushed too.

Steph looked around, there was no one else in the dorm. She pulled the curtain across, climbed onto the bed next to me with her face inches away from mine. “I have to kiss you little Millie” she said, and planted her lips on mine. They were warm , moist and tasted sweet.

Whilst kissing me she put her hand on my leg below my skirt and slid it slowly up closer and closer towards my panty covered pussy. I was so excited when her fingers made contact their target.

“Ohh, you like that then” Steph said. I kissed her and probed her mouth with my tongue. I reached down and worked my hand into her leggings and inside her panties. She opened her legs allowing my hand to slide over her hair covered kitty. She hot down there and very wet. I slid my finger between her pussy lips and played with her clitoris.

Steph worked my panties down my legs with one hand until they were far enough down for me to wiggle them down my legs and off completely. I opened my legs to let her get full access to my pussy.

She stroked the full of her palm over the area of my sex, pressing firmly. “Oh fabulous, you still have a lovely smooth fanny, I have just got to taste that” Steph cooed.

She spun around and placed her face between my legs and began twirling her tongue right on my clitoris. The pleasure spiked to a whole new level.

I had to get to her pussy, so I yanked her leggings down on off, and pulled off her beautiful silk panties. They were a deep purple with red decorative frills around the seams. I had never seen panties like that for girls of our age, albeit Steph is 3 years older than me.

She opened her legs and I got my first sight of her pussy. The hair covering that area was the same colour as on her head, a blonde fuzz of soft hair. It suited her pussy perfectly and just looked amazing as it glistened with beads of moisture.

Steph was working my pussy really firmly with her tongue and sucking my clitoris into her mouth causing me to cry out softly with pleasure. I copied what she was doing to me and plunged my tongue between her labia, flicking her clitoris and sucking it hard. From the noises Steph was making she liked that.

Steph put her hands underneath me onto my bottom and pulled me harder onto her mouth. Between onslaughts she whispered “Fucking hell Millie, your bum is sublime and your pussy is just delicious”.

She put her tongue against my pussy hole and slid it in. I came so bloody hard. My body shook, my kitty pulsed and I could feel my juices flowing over Steph’s tongue and into my ass crack. I was breathless and pressed my face into her pussy to stifle my cries.

Steph manoeuvred herself so she was sitting on my face and fully humping me. She lifted up my shirt and bra , grabbing and mauling my boobs as she rode my face. Her bottom was right before my eyes and it was stunningly beautiful, and if an asshole could ever be described as perfect, then it was Steph’s.

I diverted my tongue to lick and probe that little puckered sphincter. She squealed and orgasmed. She rubbed her pulsing pussy hard across my face, bending my nose until it entered her pussy and out again. Oh god, oh god, oh god she cried in a breathy voice.

She climbed off my face and handed me my towel. I dried my face, hair and pussy, then handed it to Steph so she could do the same.

She stared me in the eyes and whispered “that was lovely Millie”. I had to agree, it was.

I lay on my stomach with my head on the pillow looking at her. She had a mischievous look on her face. “ I just have to have another look at that beautiful bottom of yours” she said.

She shuffled down the bed and flipped my skirt up. The cooler air hit my cheeks before warm hands and lips began to explore my bum. It felt lovely being touched like that. Steph just kept repeating what a gorgeous arse I have, kissing and nibbling it.

She put her tongue between my ass cheeks and licked the sweat and pussy juice which had run there. She pushed her tongue into my bum hole and licked inside and all,around. I was fully aroused again.

I got her to spin around again so I could get to her pussy with my hands. I reached between her legs hooking my hand around and grabbing her bottom whilst her pussy rubbed against my forearm. She closed her legs, trapping my arm between them and humped.

Steph was playing with my pussy and bum holes. I meanwhile, managed to get my other hand up her shirt. She was not wearing a bra. My hand closed over a large grapefruit size breast. Soft and firm and as horny as fuck.

Steph released my arm and climbed on top of me, intertwining our legs so our pussies pressed against each others. She removed her top bringing her large breasts to into view. She then lifted my shirt and bra up to my chin and we both grasped each others breasts whilst violently humping pussies together,

I could feel my clitoris mashing against hers which was indescribably horny. That combined with my tits being squeezed and mauled was just too much. I came like crazy, even more intense than the first time. Fucking hell that was out of this world.

Steph flipped me onto my tummy and straddled my bottom. She pressed her pussy hard onto one of my buttocks and began humping my ass. My body shook with each hot wet sliding hump as she dragged her pussy over my soft smooth bottom and back again, leaving a trail of wet pussy juice.

As she got faster she whispered “oh your arse, your fucking arse” over and over. Her breathing becoming ragged and voice becoming shaky until she climaxed. She actually cried as she came. I could feel her tears on my back, “oh Millie, oh Millie, you are beautiful “ she breathed into my ear, collapsing on top of me.

She kissed my neck and ears , breathing hard and telling me how much she had enjoyed my body. I could still feel her pussy contracting against my bum.

I rolled over so she was lying on top of me, face to face with those amazing tits laying atop of mine. I kissed her, telling her that it had been amazing for me too. In fact it had been on another level from what had happened with Hannah the night before.

“Can we do it again” I asked.

I can’t wait she told me.

We dressed and pulled back the curtain from around my bed. It wasn’t long before we started to hear some of the others returning from their sporting activities.

Steph went and lay on her bed next to mind and I returned to reading. In no time at all, the dorm was full of the noise and chatter of girls changing and getting ready for dinner.

Could things get any better?