An all girls school is bad enough. An all girls, Catholic school is a fucking nightmare-especially when the PE teacher is intent on making everyone 'tough' (and we all thought, was a bull dyke as well)
So, we learned pretty quickly that the one thing nuns don't like talking about is periods. With a little work, it was possible for us to extend our period, at least as far as she was concerned, either side of when we were actually on. Then, Charlotte, (Charlie) hit on the idea of just adding the time on before. We could easily get out of games for a whole week. (Remember, our school had lessons on Saturdays too!)
So, one day, Charlie and I were alone in the changing rooms. Although that bitch of a nun used to keep records of when we said we were on, we had got away with it again.
We were just goofing around, and had wandered into the deserted gym and were assing around with those heavy medicine balls. Putting them up our jumpers, pretending to be pregnant and giving birth. Stupid stuff.
Anyway, I was passing the ball to Charlie, it was heavy so I was leaning backwards, and my mound pressed against hers through our skirts. In an instant, I was turned on! Charlie didn't move, so I figured she liked it too. I dumped the ball and pressed harder.
The next thing we were holding each other, standing up and humping against each other. Nice, but not nice enough. I scissored my leg between hers and let her ride my thigh until she gasped 'Ohh Heather, I'm gonna.......' That was as far as she got before I felt wetness all over my thigh. Charlie had cum BIG time! Soaked her panties and her tights and my leg too.
I grabbed her ass and pulled her round in front of me more so I could ride HER thigh. She grabbed my boob! In no time, I was wetting her leg as well!
It turned out, we had both cum so hard we had peed ourselves. So, into the showers. There, we kissed, fingered and had another cum. We also got into thinking about the girls on the field outside, and went panty-spotting. This became a favourite activity of ours. The most straight-laced girl in our class wore thongs! We would also see how many pairs of panties we could find and see which ones were creamed up the most.
Then we would often flop down on one of the benches and watch each other masturbate. Sometimes, we would use the girl's panties, you know, smell them, lick them, or we might do each other.
From then on, games weren't that bad!