Date: Sun, 2 Jul 2017 02:32:02 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: English School Teacher (lesbian/High School, oral, anal, spank, WS, g/FFgfff)

High School, oral, anal, spank, WS, g/FFgfff

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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                 English School Girl

                       By
                      Jan

      It was an intimidating experience for me the day
my mother dropped me off at the admirative office
of Mulberry Brush Boarding School for Girls of
Quality in Cornwall, UK.  She carried my luggage into
the office for me.  We were greeted by the matron
of the school and she assured my mother that she
would see to it that I was taken care of.  Mother
kissed me and left me in the office.  I felt like I was
being abandoned.

      The matron looked to me like an older woman,
with gray hair and a full full-figured woman.  She
picked up her phone and called someone to come and
see to it that I was assigned to the appropriate
dormitory.  While we waited she talked to me about
what I could expect at the school.  She assured me
that at the school I would get an extensive education
in the arts and sciences, as well as have the
opportunity to participle in a variety of sports to
develop me physically.  She showed me a book with
photographs of girls in classrooms, and girls
participating in a variety of outdoor activities.  There
were girls playing futbull, and field hockey there was
swimming in an indoor pool and horseback riding.
While I was studding the pictures,' there was a knock
at the door.

      The matron said, "Come in"

      The woman that entered looked to be about the
same age of my mother.  She looked tall to me and on
the skinny side with only a hit of breasts under her
dress.  She gave me a toothy smile, as the matron
introduced Ms. Harris to me and told her that my
name was Chelsea Church.  She told her that I was
12-years-old and should be assigned to the
appropriated dorm.

      Ms. Harris helped me carry my luggage to one of
the ivy-covered brick outlying buildings.  It was all
over whelming and frightening to me.  I was assigned
to a room no larger than my bedroom at home, but I
was sharing the room with another girl I would meet
later.  She told me to leave my stuff on the unmade
bed while we got the appropriate bedding and when
we returned she helped me make my bed.  I unpacked
and hung my clothes and fill my dresser with my
underwear and reminder of clothes not needing to be
hung up.  My toiletries were kept in a stuff bag.
Once I was settled in she took me to the dining hall
for tea and some cookies.

      She introduced me to the staff before taking me
to the classrooms I would be attending.  My home
room teacher introduced me to my fellow classmates
and had me take a seat.

      At every break, the other girls were bombarding
me with questions about myself and my family.
Apparently, my families social status  met with their
approval.  They were wealthy enough and socially
connected enough.

      After the evening meal, I made it back to my
room and met my roommate.  She was a charming girl
the same age as me.  She introduced herself as Diane
White and I introduced myself to her.  She
proceeded to take off all of her clothes and sit on
her bed and prop herself back against the wall, and
she started rubbing her pussy, she asked did your
mother attend this school?

      I said, "I don't know.  She never discussed her
past."

     "Most of our classmates' mothers are graduates
of this school.  I have to ask if you had ever had sex
with a girl or woman?

      I was a little disturbed by the sight of my new
roommate casually playing with herself, and shocked
by her question.  "Nooooo"

      There will be a few upper classmen at our door
very soon.  Don't resist them, if you ae smart!"

      I was about to ask what she was talking about,
when our door opened and four girls walked in.  They
all looked between the ages of 15 and 18.  They
acknowledged Diane without so much as a word about
her playing with herself, and addressed me, "Chelsea,
we are here to escort you to your welcoming to our
school!  Having said that, a girl got on either side of
me grabbed my arms while another girl pulled a black
felt bag over my head.  They pulled me out of the
room I was escorted out of the dorm and followed
the walk way for a distance then made several turns.
I was totally confused and had no idea where we
were.  They led me up some stairs and into another
building.  I heard voices and knew there were other
girls in the room.  Several hands undressed me.  I was
terrified, and just stood there while they undressed
me.  While I stood there, I heard a lot of crude
comments about my body while I stood there with
the hood still over my head.  I was trembling in fear,
but unable to give voice to my objections to the way I
was being treated.  When the hood was removed it
took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the bright
light in the room.  I saw that I was facing a sturdy
tea table, and there were thirty or more naked older
girls ringing the table.

      A tall good-looking blonde spoke up and said that
as the newest member of the school I had to prove
that I was worthy enough to be a member of the
school.  I was forced to mount the table on my hands
and knees.  One by one each girl gave me a swat with
a cricket bat.  I could feel the heat of my flesh on my
bum and I was crying like a baby.  To add insult to
injury, I was led to a where the blonde was sitting in
a wooden high-backed chair, that looked like a
thrown.  She was sitting there very regally with a
ridding crop in her hands, and her legs spread open.

      My eyes went right to her crotch.  Her pussy was
covered with dark blonde pubic hair and I could see
the folds of her labia minor protruding beyond her
labia major.

      I felt heavy hands forced me to my knees before
her and a hand on the back of my head forced me to
bury my face in the moist valley of her hair crotch.  I
was demanded to suck her pussy.  When I didn't show
enough enthusiasm in my task, I felt the whip sting
my bum.  I sucked her pussy until she announced that
she was cumming.

      I was forced to service every pussy in the room.
In addition, most of them presented their bums to
me and I was forced to lick their assholes and probe
them with my tongue.  When they were finished with
my hazing they stuffed my panties in my mouth
before they put the hood back over my head and
placing the remainder of my clothes in my arms
before leading me back across the campus to my
room.

      The hood was removed and the four girls showed
me photographs of me performing cunnilingus and
analingus on a number of different girls.  I was struck
by the way it looked.  There was no evidence of me
being forced to suck pussies and asses or evidence of
having been spanked.  They assured me that if I
wanted to complain the pictures would be e-mailed to
my parents.

      The thought of them being sent to my parents
cowered me into promising to keep my mouth shut.

      Diane helped me take shower and put me to bed.
She sat on the side of my bed and told me that I had
just been accepted as a member of the school.  Sex
is the favorite past time of the school.  The older
girls are free to demand sex from all of the lower
classman.  If you are lucky one of the upperclassmen
will take a liking to you and marry you.  You will be
moved into her room and you will sleep with her until
she graduates.

      I was shocked, "What about the teachers and
matron?  Won't they put a stop to such things?"

      Diane chuckled, "Chelsea, you don't understand
this school at all.  Legally the teachers can spank
students, but they enjoy watching the older girls
spanking us and watching us having sex with each
other.  The faculty of this school also have their
favorites that they sleep with.  The blonde leader of
the upperclassmen you met is the favorite of the
matron.  You may even be invited to spend a few
nights in bed with the two of them."  She said before
turning out the light and returning to her own bed
she kissed me on the mouth.

      I had a lot to think about.  As strangely nasty as
it all seemed, it was also very erotic.  Even with the
spanking I found that it was exciting to have sex with
all of those girls.  The routine of getting up
showering in the common bathroom with the girls
horsing around, getting dressed and going to the
dining hall for breakfast, classes meals more classes
and then participating sports before evening meal.
After the meal, we had a lot of homework to get out
of the way.  I had a lot to learn so I didn't have much
free time.  The first couple of weekends were spent
catching up with my classmates.

      I did observe the way my classmates felt each
other up in the showers, and saw girls walking to and
from classes holding hands as well as hugging and
kissing.

      One day after my English Lit class the teacher
stopped me and said to me, "I have noticed that you
have been studying hard, but you're not having fun!  I
want you to report to my bungalow after the evening
meal."

      It was not a request.  I took it as a command.  At
dinner, I told Diane that Ms. O' Bryan had told me to
report to her bungalow after the evening meal.

      Diane was very excited, "Oh, you're a lucky girl!
Ms. O' Bryan is the sexiest tutor in the school!"

      After the meal, I made my way to the faculty
bungalows.  I noticed that I wasn't the only girl
making my way to the bungalows.  They were all
nestled in rows among trees that obscured them from
the rest of the campus.  I knocked on the the door
with the name tag with Ms. O' Bryan's name on it.

      When she opened the door, she was dressed much
more casually than her normal suit.  She was wearing
silk slacks, a colourful print loose fitting blouse.
Normally her hair was swept up without a hair out of
place, but right now it was down on her shoulders in
soft waves.  She welcomed me in and insisted on
making tea.  While I sat on the comfortable small
sofa, she scurried around heating the water and
setting out a plate with cookies.  She filled a press
with loose tea leaves and poured the water over the
press to fill our cups.  She sat in her own carpeted
straight-backed chair while we sipped our tea.

      She asked me if I was enjoying school, and I
assured her that I was.  She said I have not seen you
taking advantage of the extra circular activities our
campus has for you to relax and enjoy.  We have a
wooded park that you are free to enjoy, we have
after hour swimming and a theater for you to enjoy.

      I smile and said, "I have been working hard to
catch up with my classmates in all of my classes."

      She reached over the little round table to place
her hand on my knee.  "I'm aware that you have
quickly achieved excellent standings in all off your
classes, so now it is time to enjoy the benefits this
school is known for!"

      My eyes were drawn to her cleavage.  The blouse
was open well below her breasts and I could see a
large portion of her breasts.  When she leaned
forward to refill my cup I could see all of her left
breasts.  I could see that her areola was the same
sized as the opening of my tea cup. And her nipple
was every bit as big around as the chalk in her class
room.  I found myself being stimulated by the sight
of her tit.

      She noticed me staring at her breast and asked,
"Do you like what you see?"

      I stammered before saying, "I'm sorry, but they
are beautiful."

      "Thank you, child."  She sat her cup down and
reached for my hand.  Would you like to make me
very happy?"

      "Yes, Ma'am!"

      She stood and pulled me to my feet, as she led me
around the little table, and led me to the adjoining
bedroom.  I was impressed with how lavished her
bedroom was.  It looked like something out of a
magazine of the rich and famous.  She sat on her bed
and pulled me between her spread legs and simply
told me to take off my clothes.

      I simply started taking off my school uniform
consisting of a white blouse, plaid neck tie, short
pleated gray and blue plaid pleated skirt, with gray
knee stockings and black oxfords.  As a 12-year-old
my breasts were a 33-B, so I was required to wear a
brassiere and I was wearing the approved white
cotton panties.  When Ms. O'Bryan saw my panties,
she asked me, "Do you like those panties?"

      I shook my head negatively.

      "I have some panties here that you might like a
lot more."  With at she got up and went to her
dresser and pulled out a pair of sexy looking little
lace pink bikini panties and handed them to me.

      I was excited about the prospect of getting to
wear them and placed them with the rest of my
clothes.  She returned to her bed and I was standing
there facing her totally naked.  It was like she was
inspecting my body with her eyes, and it made me
nervous.  Like most girls my age I wished my breasts
were bigger.  I was proud that I has pubic hair on my
vulva and was shaving my underarms and legs now, but
worried that I wasn't physically attractive enough for
her.

      Ms. O'Bryan smiled and said, "Honey, when we are
in a private setting you can call me Beth.  With that
she took me by the hand and pulled me towards the
bed and had me sit, before she removed her blouse.

      I was impressed with her body.  Her breasts were
impressively large, and they didn't sag very much.
She took hold of my wrist and placed my hands on her
breasts.  I thrilled at the warmth and feel of her
breasts.  Her nipples were hard.  She lifted them to
my mouth to suck on.  I was excited about smelling
her perfume and tasting her flesh.  When she had
enough she lid me on my back so that she could do as
she wanted to me.

      She hovered over me and started kissing me with
tongue, and molding my breast with her hands.  She
eventually moved down to suck on my tits and her
hand moved down to my crotch and stared stroking
my pussy.  She delved into masturbating me.  She was
very skillful at stimulating my little clitoris.  When I
had my first orgasm I even squirted a little pee.

      I was terribly embarrassed and tried to apologies
but she placed a finger on my lips, and went down to
lick on my pussy.  The fact that my flesh was moist
with a little pee didn't denture her from sucking my
pussy until I had a second orgasm and actually pee in
her mouth.  While I recovered, she got off the bed
long enough to remove her silk slacks.  She was not
wearing panties.  She mounted the bed and walked on
her knees straddle my body until she was right over
my head.

      I was looking up at her pussy.  She was shaved
clean of any trace of hair.  She sat on my face and
her labia spread over my face from nose to chin and
she started humping my face until she announced that
she was cumming and I felt my mouth being flooded
with her cum.  She eventually got off the bed and
lifted my legs up until my bum was clear of the bed,
so that she could stuff a firm pillow under my bum.

      She started licking my pussy and bum-hole with
gusto.  She brought me to orgasm quickly.  When it
was over a got dressed with the new panties before
returning to my dorm room.

      Diane was curious how my visit went.  I had to
recount the visit in detail, while she masturbated.  I
went to bed that night contemplating if my mother
sent me to this school knowing that it was a hot bed
of lesbian activity.

      One afternoon I decided to take a stroll in the
woods like Ms. O'Bryan suggested.  I followed a path
into the woods.  I was enjoying the smell of oak trees
and some cedar trees until I heard the sound of
running water.  I could feel the increases in humidity
before I saw the brook.  The brook was only about
four feet across and the way it was tumbling over
some rocks.  I could tell that it was only a couple of
feet deep.  I stopped and sat on an old worn log that
had obviously had a lot of bums sitting on it for
years, and took off my shoes and dangled my feet in
the cold water.

      I was enjoying the sound of the water cascading
over the rocks, the sounds of birds chirping, and the
sound of woodpeckers hammering away at trees.
They sound like lumberjacks chopping down trees.  It
was so relaxing I was about to drift off to sleep.
Then I felt a shadow fall across my back.

      When I turned around there was three upper
classmen standing there.  I recognized them from the
hazing party and having seen them around camps.
Their classrooms were on the other side of the
campus, so we didn't see much of each other.  They
greeted me and started taking off their clothes.
They even invited me to join them.

   When they were naked they walking into the brook
and downstream a few yards they stepped into a hole
deep enough for the three of them to sit in, and the
water came up to their tits.  They called out to me to
join them.

      I couldn't resist their request, so I took off my
clothes and placed them on the log before stepping
into the water.  It was cold enough to be
uncomfortable until my body adjusted to the
temperature.  The girls held out their hands to
suport me as I stepped into the hole.  They had me
sit between the two older girls.  They started turning
my head so that both of them could kiss me on the
mouth.  The girl not kissing me was playing with my
pussy.  They had me suck their breasts until all of us
got too cold for comfort.  We returned to the log and
sat on it while we warmed up.  They were soon in a
playful mood and one of them suggested that she
could warm us up, and placed her index finger on her
clit and pulled up before she let go with a stream of
piss that splashed on us.  As soon as she was finished,
another girl stood up and proceeded to piss on us.
The four of us took turns pissing on each other.
Some even opened their mouths to drink each other's
piss.  At the end, we all had to rinse off before
getting dressed to return to the campus.

      I was invited to a party one night and it turned
out to be a little strange.  One girl willingly
volunteered to be tied up and was whipped until her
backside was flaming red from shoulders to knees.
Witnessing this stimulated the party goers, and they
were soon sprawled out on the floor sucking tits,
pussies and even bum-holes.

      One day I was stopped by the matron, and she
asked me if I was enjoying school.  I assured her that
I loved the school.  She smiled and invited me to have
dinner with her that evening.  I accepted without
question.

      I made sure my uniform was perfect before
walking to the head mistress's residence.  When I
rang the bell, a maid opened the door and admitted
me.  She led me to the dining room and had me sit to
the right of the head of the table.  She poured me a
glass of red wine, and excused herself to tell the
matron I was there.

      When the matron made her entered it was like a
lioness making her entrance.  She swooped in with a
silk dressing ground with opera sleeves.  She smelled
of expensive perfume, and her graying hair was down
for a change.  She told me to remain seated as she
placed her hands on my shoulders to press me back
down in the chair.  She sat down in her chair and
picked her wine glass and took a sip.  I wondered how
she was going to eat dinner without dragging her
sleeves through the food.

      The maid came in with salads for the two of us.
She served me first and then the matron.  As she
started to make her way back to the kitchen the
matron placed her hand on the inside of her leg below
the skirt and ran it up to her bum.  I saw that she
was not wearing panties as the matron ran her fingers
between her legs.  When she removed her hand the
maid left, and the matron smelled her fingers.  The
maid served a roast with potatoes, carrots and onions
with a thick brown gravy.  After the meal, the maid
brought us slices of pie with vanilla ice-cream.  When
she entered the dining, room carrying the two plates,
both of her breast was exposed.  She deliberately
leaned forward while serving us.  I was embarrassed
about looking at them too long.  The matron simply
kissed her nipples and excused her.  The matron
stood, offered her hand and took my hand as she led
me to her bedroom.

      Her bedroom was even more lavish than Beth's.  I
noticed that her bedroom window over looked the
campus square.  From her window, she could watch all
of the girls moving to and from classes.

      As I stood there admiring the view she stood
behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders as
she kissed me on the back of my neck.  I simply stood
there as she removed my uniform.  She did approve
of my lingerie.  She found the lace bikini briefs very
attractive on me.  They were especially tight and
when she reached around me to stick her hand down
the drown of my panties, her fingers were wedged
between the crack of my pussy.  She played with my
clit before probing the depths of my vagina.  She
eventually turned me around and kissed me on the
mouth with tongue as she pulled me to her bed.

      She removed my panties and her own dressing
gown to reveal her naked body.  I was impressed with
how well her body looked for a woman old enough to
be my grandmother.  We sucked each other's pussy
until we exhausted ourselves. While we rested she
asked me if I would like to have a look at my
introduction to the school.

      I was confused by her question, and wanted to
see what she was talking about.

      She turned on her television, her computer was
already plugged in by a HTML cable.  What she
showed me was a collection of still pictures and
videos of my hazing the first night, followed with
additional stills and videos of almost every encounter
I had to date.  She was masturbating me while we
watched the sex playing out on the screen.  When it
was finished I had a thought.

      I asked the matron, "My roommate is Diane and
all she has ever done is masturbate while I recounted
my adventures.  What kind of sex is she into?"

      The matron smiled, "Diane has some interesting
fetishes.  She is into S & M.  She brought up files on
her computer and clicked on Diane's name.  There
were stills and videos of her being hazed.  It was
obvious the she enjoyed the brutal assault.  There
additional pictures and videos of her being tied up
and spanked with paddles while being forced to eat
pussies and lick bum-holes.  Watching them was
making my pussy wet,

      Then I had a question that had been on my mind
for months occurred to me.  I asked, "My mother
never talked about her past, or anything about this
school!  Did she know about this school before she
enrolled me?"

      The matron called up a list of alumni, and scanned
down until she found my mother's maiden name.  She
was from the class of 1994.  Most of file was filed
with digitally reproduced photographs and some
videos of my mother when she was a student at the
school.  When she had been a senior she had been the
queen bee of her class.  There was even a videos of
her being subjected to S & M stuff.

      When I returned to my room, Diane was all over
me wanting me to tell her everything, so that she
could masturbated during my narrative.  I offered to
spank her if that was what she liked, and she willingly
draped her body over my lap, so that I could spank
her bare bottom.  She actually had an orgasm while
crying.  After her orgasm, I slipped my hand between
her legs and stuck two finger into her cunt and my
thumb into her arise and jilled her until she had
another orgasm.

      I couple of evenings later a under classmen came
knocking on our door and told me that there was a
phone call for me at the office.  When I went to the
office and picked up the phone it was Asley, the
current class president, the beautiful blonde that
had been in charge of my hazing.  She invited me to
come to her room.  I had no idea why she was inviting
me, but I couldn't refuse.

      I walked across the campus to the senior dorm
and knocked on her door.  She invited me in.  Her
room was bigger than most because she was the class
president, and hosted meetings of the student body.
She demanded that I take off my clothes.  When I
was totally naked she walked around me as if she was
inspecting me.  She was making me nervous because
she wasn't saying anything or touching me..

      She asked, "Would you like to move in here and be
my bitch the rest of the year?"

      It came as surprise that she was asking me to be
her bitch, and I knew it was quit the honor.  Diane
had told me that if an upperclassman asked a lower
classman to be their roommate was something special.
I agreed without question.  She stepped out into the
hall and stopped another girl and told her to help me
bring all of my stuff to her room.

       The senior was thrilled for me, for being
selected to be Ashley's bitch.  When we got to my
room Diane was thrilled for me and showered me with
kissed as she helped pack up my stuff and the three
of us carried it to Ashley's room.  I was quickly
installed as her bitch.  All of the seniors treated me
with the utmost respect.  Ashly had a large bed that
I shared with her.  She fucked me with strap-on
dildos almost nightly.

      When the Holiday session arrived, I went home
and I confronted my mother for not telling me about
what to expect at the school.  She was thrill to find
out that I was the class president's bitch.  She told
me that she had been the senior's bitch every year
until she became the class president herself.  Our
relationship was changed forever.  She fucked me
with her dildo in the pussy and bum every night until
I returned to school.




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