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Girls� Boarding School

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by E-Jack A flush suddenly glowed on Joanie�s shoulders and upper chest. Her body shook and then jerked eight times. A few seconds of stillness followed, and then two more contractions stiffened her. After that, she completely relaxed. I�d already come a minute earlier. I went to her now, kissed her, embraced her, and gave her sides a gentle fingertip massage. She quivered in my arms and broke out in goose bumps. Joanie and I masturbated together at least twice a week. It was our favorite thing. This time, afterwards, as we snuggled in each other�s arms, she asked, �Have you ever done this with anyone else?� �Yes,� I said. I thought too much of her to lie. �A girl?� she asked. �No, a guy...when I was twelve...you know how it is. Have YOU?� Her silence made me pull out of our embrace. I gave her a questioning look. �Well?� I said. She thought for a long moment. �At boarding school,� she finally said. �I did some stuff with my roommate...you know how it is.� �No,� I said, �I don�t know how THAT was. Tell me.� �You tell me about yours first.� �All right,� I said. �It was a guy on the block. I was twelve. He was sixteen. He wanted to know if I jerked-off. I told him I did. He suggested we do it together. That�s all.� �You have to tell me more than that,� she said. �What was he like? Did he come? What was THAT like?� �My mom was shopping, and we had the house to ourselves. We went up to my room. I laid on the bed. He sat in the chair. We took out our dicks.� �Were you both hard?� �We were after about a minute of playing with ourselves. He dropped his pants and stood up over the bed. I pulled down my pants and lifted my shirt. We both began stroking.� �What did he look like,� she asked. �How big was he?� �He was huge compared to me at the time. I�d say about eight inches and real thick.� �Was he circumcised?� �No.� �Show me how he did it.� I stood up and jerked off, trying to imitate Paul�s hip grinding as best I could. �When he came,� I said, stroking fast. �He shot his load on my bare midriff. It felt warm and smelled fishy.� �How did he act...I mean when he came?� �He grunted, fucked his hands, and shot his load on my bare stomach.� �Show me.� I went for it. The expression on her face, as she watched me, made me so hot I shot right away. �God,� she said. �That was hot. I wish I�d seen him.� �Would you have jerked yourself off while you watched him?� �Sure.� �I�d love to watch you watching him.� She waited about a minute before asking, �Did you touch each other?� �No. We just watched...like you and I do. Okay, now I told you my story. You tell me yours.� The following, in her words, is Joanie�s story -- It was my first day at school. I didn�t know a soul. Loaded down with my junk, I was on my third trip up the creaky stairs to the north dorm and room 6. I was lucky. Room 6 happened to be right across the hall from the john. As I headed for the open door of the room, a husky brunette with arms like a stevedore charged out of the john. She knocked me out of her way, rushed into the room, and threw herself on the west bed -- the bed I�d picked out and piled my clothes on. �That�s my bed,� I said bravely. �This bed is mine,� she snapped. �I had it last year, and no newby is going take it away from me this year. Now, is that it, or do you have something more to say?� Getting into a fight on my first day was out of the question, so I shut up, picked my clothes off the floor, and hung them in the closet on my side of the room. When I turned to look at her, she was reading a paperback book and rubbing her pussy. I could see the damp crease she�d rubbed into her blue satin panties with her middle finger. I threw curious glances at her. Each time, she met my glances with a sensuous, glassy-eyed stare. She didn�t seem to mind at all that I looked at her. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it. At that time, I had never watched anyone masturbate. My face felt hot. I�m sure it was beet red. �Does this bother you?� she asked me. �What?� I said, pretending to be unaffected. �My playing with myself?� �Not at all,� I said. �I�m no prude.� �Do YOU do it?� she asked. �That�s really none of your business,� I said. �We hardly know each other.� �Let�s fix that,� she said, putting down her book. She got up from her bed and walked to me.� I wanted to back up, but I held my ground. �My name�s Ruthie,� she said, moving toward me. �What�s yours?� �Joanie,� I said. By this time, she was close, and I could feel her breath on my face. I think she was about to kiss me, but we were interrupted when another girl knocked on our door. We were not alone again until after lights out. Moonlight streamed through the window and lit the edge of Ruthie�s bed. In the dim light, I could see she�d pulled aside the covers and had her hand down the front of her pajamas. She said, �Oh,� threw back her head, and lurched a few times. �Well,� I said. �I guess that�s that, huh?� �I haven�t even started yet,� she said. �The best is yet to come. If you join me, it will be even better.� I didn�t say anything. Actually, she scared me a little, but she kept masturbating, and I got wet. I didn�t want to soak the bed, because everybody would think I wet it. For a new girl, that could be a disaster. I rolled over and tried to take my mind off what she was doing. It didn�t work. The rustling in her bed, her quick heavy breathing, and her occasional grunts and groans made me so hot that I shoved my hand between my legs. My clit was thick, slick, and super sensitive. I shuddered the first time my finger touched the upper left side of my clit. As you know, that�s my place, and I couldn�t stop once I�d touched it. I suddenly didn�t care about anything else. I rolled over onto my back and went to it, rubbing my pussy in circles. It was wonderful. Suddenly, the lights went on. �What are you doing?� I said. �I want to see,� said Ruthie. She pulled my covers back and plunged her hand down into her pajamas. �Don�t stop.� Where she stood by my bed, her pussy was only a foot and a half from my nose, and I could smell her hot cunt. You know how I love to taste my juice. I was the same then. As I rubbed myself, I wanted to bury my face in her crotch. Just then, she shook all over and said, �Oh, God, Joanie, do something. I�m cumming.� I was past the point of stopping. I had to go all the way. At that moment when she began cumming, I buried my face in her crotch and pressed my lips hard around her pulsing clit. She squirted into my mouth, and I came. Joanie stopped talking and closed her eyes. �What�s wrong?� I asked. She stretched, looked down at herself, and then at my hard on, and said, �Do you want to do it again?�