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Once, in school.

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Girls dormitories in a mixed gender boarding school. And the first question that pops into most people's minds is "Do the girls do each other?" The answer is not as easy as you might think. All, or most of the girls masturbated, whether in the dorms, or later in their own rooms. There are house parents who's job it is is to STOP us forming lesbian relationships. Sometimes, though, masturbation just isn't enough and relationships form. We lear several things. WHERE to do it, HOW to do it, and the focus of this essay, LEARNING how to,explore kinkiest too.

Emma was in my year. A tall, green-eyed, black-haired sex goddess. I had masturbated thinking about her countless times before, joy of joys, she showed an interest in me. We grabbed every opportunity we could to do each other. Time, you must remember, was precious, and it was difficult to plan ahead. Emma quickly learned of my liking for dirty talk, and she had it as well. The number of times we called each other dirty names while we had two fingers in each other's cunts, I can't now recall. So, it was a Tuesday evening in December. Emma had hockey training, and had come off the pitch soaking wet, and freezing cold. I had decided to surprise her by waiting for,her in a little shed near the sports fields that usually had nothing but a lawn mower in it. As Emma walked by, I grabbed her and pulled her out of the pouring rain. As I said, she was soaked through. Her nipples were up like hat pegs through her shirt, and under her soaked skirt was the warmth of her panties. This time, I wanted to do more than finger her, and after some introductory kissing and fondling, I lay on the floor and told her to squat over my face. The smell,of her and the dirtiness of it all were almost enough to send me over. I looked at her blue sports knickers and saw that delicious tell tale dark spot. So I began to suck her through her knickers at first, and then. Pulling them slightly to one side, I slipped a finger inside her. Emma arched her back and almost immediately told me to stop. Of course, I thought that she was going to cum, so I carried on, pounding her g spot (we had only recently discovered the g spot!) as hard as I could go. Emma stiffened, and cried out "oh ffffuuuuck" and came hard on my probing finger. Not only came. She wet her knickers too. I suddenly had this warm rain all over my face. It was, without doubt, THE most erotic thing! Emma was mortified with embarrassment, but I told her I loved it. Then she asked me to do it too. She got me to squat down, knees wide apart, while she rubbed me through my panties. I have a large clit, and when it gets stiff, it's easy to find. Emma kissed me as only she can, and as I felt my orgasm build, I let go into my panties at the same time. I'd never peed and cum simultaneously before, and it felt heavenly. Over the next few months, including Christmas, which I spent at her home, we experimented with peeing more. At her home, we often would shower together, but before turning the shower on, after a good fingering, we would pee on each other's thigh, or boobs, or even face if we felt like it. I still like peeing my panties on purpose today. I've been thinking....even though there no man in my life, I do have a rich and varied sex life. I love role play, I love dressing up, and I love the thrill of outdoor sex. I KNOW that my body can get me off a speeding ticket! But more than that, I have a very sexual, sensual and erotic mind. My school days, from around 14, were full of discovery and exploration. Of course, they kept the boys and girls apart, but not even the teachers can be everywhere! I remember I had a part in the annual school musical, when I was 15. A boy in the upper VI form called Chris was a fantastic pianist, and we had a rehearsal together. Usually, like everything, they were supervised, but this time the teacher was absent. We were sent to the music room and made to,promise we would "behave" ourselves. I'm quite musical, and it did t take long at all for me to learn my part, so we went looking for something else to,play and sing. In the music store, I remember Chris was behind me, and I deliberately bent down to look at a low shelf from the waist. I knew very well that my skirt would ride up at the back, and I could only hope he would take the hint (boys can be very slow sometimes). I felt Chris brush against me and then, the unmistakable quick touch of his fingers right over my hole. Even though it was only a feeling little grope, it aroused me...well..ok...I was already aroused...but it made me wetter. I stood up, turned around and told him what a naughty boy he was. Poor chap...he was bright red, nearly shitting himself in case I told anyone, and tenting his trousers nicely. I u zipped him and got his cock out while taking his other hand, I started to wank him slowly. Now, he MUST have been a virgin, because as I guided his hand into my panties, the moment I pressed his finger up inside me, I felt his cock convulsing, and LOADS, and I mean LOADS, of spunk shot out. Either he hadn't had a wank for a long time, or this was his first cum. I caught most of it in my other hand, but some ended up on my skirt and on the floor. Chris, poor chap, zipped up and almost ran from the room. I was left there with a handful of cum. Well, what's a girl to do? I smelled it and then tasted it. Yummy! Before another second had passed. I jammed my hand containing the spunk in my knickers and frigged myself off big time. It was a really stupid thing to do as I wasn't on the pill then. But the mere thought of having spunk between my legs and in my panties made me cum very nicely, thank you very ,I Have! Chris and I met up,a few more times. He never fucked me, well, I daren't let him, but once, he pressed up against my arse and his cock slipped in. Not far, but combined with his hand on my clit, was enough to make me cum Several times. Gosh...all these school memories.....I wonder why they've surfaced? Maybe I should get my old school uniform on and play around a while? Maybe I should go out in it?

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