Alison and Sarah: Schoolgirls
Alison gazed at Sarah from across the classroom and pondered the best tactic to take. To Alison, Sarah was the most beautiful creature she had ever laid eyes on, but she couldn’t think of how to get her. But that didn’t bother her. Alison is the kind of girl that is always able to get her way. She was confident and concrete, but could always put on the charm when necessary, as she knew how to use her looks to her full advantage. She was very fit and slender, but with curves in all the right places. Her legs were silky smooth with a round ass perched atop them, her breasts were very filling c-cups that drew all the stares from the boys. They were her favorite feature of her body as they where among the biggest in the class. She was a senior in an all girl boarding school which suited her, as she had an affection for the female species. She loved looking at the other girls in their school uniforms; watching them in their grey skirts and black knee length socks, and topped with their white button up blouses that where finished off with black ties and grey school blazers.
And of all the girls, she wanted Sarah the most. Sarah was beautiful with an ass that drove Alison mad. She had never seen any girl be able to fill out a skirt as well as Sarah could. She was slim with thick thighs and a stomach as toned as Alison’s, but with small B-cups (perfect handfuls Alison imagined) that where pert and firm. She was a drop-dead gorgeous blond beauty just like Alison but without the attitude. She was very shy and reserved and on the occasions Alison had tried to converse and seduce her, her answers where always short as she hurried away.
Alison was awoken from her trance by the end of class and she got up and decided she was tired of Sarah denying her what she wanted, and that a more direct approach was needed. She followed her target out of the classroom and into the bathroom and waited at the sink for Sarah to come out of the stall she had entered. As Sarah approached the sink to wash her hands Alison spoke:
“So Sarah, how’s it going?”
“Fine...Alison. Thanks for asking.”
“I’ve told you before to call me Alie.”
“You don’t have to apologize.”
“Sorr-...erm, I mean okay.”
“Sarah, tell me, why is it that you’re always so nervous around others?”
“I d-d-don’t know, I j-just am.”
“But you’re at an all girl school, and there aren’t any boys for you to be nervous around.”
“Wh-wh-what are you saying?”
Alison moved close to Sarah and turned her so her back was facing the counter with the sinks. Sarah backed away slowly till she hit the counter and had nowhere else to go. Alison moved her face inches from Sarah’s and spoke slowly and with conviction: “I’m saying that maybe the reason your always nervous is that you don’t like the boys at all.”
Sarah’s breath had become heavy and ragged as Alison reached behind Sarah’s head and pulled her hair sharply. With a quick intake of of breath her head bent back revealing the fullness of her neck. Alison lowered her head and put out her tongue and placed it at the bottom of Sarah’s neck, and she slowly licked a trail up the middle and over her chin until she reached the bottom lip. She gently bit it and pulled it away until it snapped back into place. Tears started to roll from Sarah’s eyes as she stuttered, “P-p-p-please st-stop.”
“Let me see if you really mean that,” Alison whispered into Sarah’s ear. She took her left hand, while still holding the hair with her right, and placed it on Sarah’s thigh. She slowly slid her hand up and to the confines of her skirt until she reached her cotton panties. She held her hand on them and felt the wet spot that had soaked through Sarah’s panties and Alison grinned devilishly at Sarah and said, “You’re pussy seems to tell a different story.”
Alison pulled the panties aside and felt the wildness of Sara’s unshaven muff. “You don’t trim I see. That’s okay I prefer a little hair; let’s me know your a woman and not a girl. But trimming is nice,” Alison whispered slowly into Sarah’s ear. “I prefer a little, shall we say, ‘airstrip’ leading to the destination. You should try it, and then come to my room...let’s say 11 o’clock. And don’t worry I’ll be alone.”
She released Sarah’s hair and used her finger to dry the tears from Sarah’s face, and removed her other hand from beneath the skirt.
“Don’t cry. I’m sorry I made you. Your much to beautiful to have to ever suffer.” Alison stepped away and began walking out the door before she turned and said, “By the way, you really look good in your uniform, you should wear it tonight.” And with that she exited.
Alison lay on her bed alone in her room, as her roommate as usual had snuck off school grounds for the night to look for a new boy-toy. Alison was waiting for Sarah and was confident she would show, and at 10:58 she answered the knock on her door. She opened it and let Sarah in quickly as it was after hours and all girls were not suppose to leave their rooms.
“So Sarah, what made you decide to come?”
Sarah smoothed the sides of her skirt nervously as she spoke, “You told me too.”
“You came because you were told and not because you wanted?”
“W-w-well, maybe I want to be told what to do.”
Alison moved close to Sarah and smiled and reached out and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. “So, it seems there’s more to you than meets the eye. Is there anything else I might find interesting?”
Sarah was breathing hard and she felt her pussy quiver in anticipation, “I think that I may need to be punished.”
Alison removed Sarah’s blouse leaving her in her shoes, knee socks, skirt, panties, bra, and tie. “Take off your shoes and lay on my bed,” Alison ordered. Sarah obeyed as Alison removed her pjs leaving her in only her black satin bra and matching boy shorts. She climbed on top of Sarah and straddled her and leaned into her face and pressed her lips against Sarah’s. She parted them with her tongue and found Sarah’s and swirled them together. She glided her hand down Sarah’s body to her thigh and then back up under her skirt to the waistband of her panties. Alison’s hand went in, her finger tracing the thin trail of freshly shaven pubic hair. She inserted two fingers and lifted from her kiss: “Talk to me baby. Tell me how it feels. Tell me how close you are to cumming; there’s no reason to be afraid.” Alison used her free hand to unclasp Sarah’s bra as she pumped her fingers slowly in and out.
As the bra snapped open Sarah felt her pert tits release her now hard nipples to breathe fresh air. She moaned as Alison pinched her left nipple between her fingers as she bent down to suck the right. Sarah’s pussy felt great, and her pleasure was enhanced by the attention paid to her breasts. She felt the fingers quicken inside her and Alison’s thumb start to rub her clit in circles as her fingers continued in and out. Sarah’s hands grabbed the sheets and her eyes clamped shut as she let Alison know how she felt: “Oh fuck! That feels so good I think I’m gonna cum!” Her breath became ragged and she felt her pussy clinch around Alison’s fingers. She felt something build in the bottom of her stomach about to burst, and then it stopped. Alison had stopped. The feeling slowly left Sarah as she opened her disappointed eyes and directed them at Alison, who let out a small laugh.
“Don’t look so sad; I’ll give you what you want, but I have to make you work for it. You need to learn to appreciate a good orgasm. You haven’t had one before have you?” Sarah shook her head no and Alison replied, “Great! I’ll be you’re first. Now completely remove that bra and get on all fours and stare at that wall while while I get something off my desk.”
Sarah did as she was told and Alison retrieved shat she wanted and returned to the bed.
“Bend your arms so you’re on your elbows. Good girl, now your ass is bursting towards me!”
Alison flipped up Sarah’s skirt on her back to reveal her white cotton panties. She then reached forward and grabbed Sarah’s tie and spun it around to face her. She pulled it taut, using it as if the reigns of a horse, and Sarah’s head snapped up to be parallel with the wall in front of her. Alison reached out and slowly peeled Sarah’s panties down to the bend in her knees, and then completely removed her own. She wadded them up and reached forward and placed them in Sarah’s mouth: “You’ll probably need to use those to keep quiet.” Alison took her free hand and ran it from the small of Sarah’s back and down to her cheek, squeezing it, feeling the soft flesh in her hand and fingers. She reached beside her for the item, a ruler, that she had gotten from her desk and began to rub the flat side smoothly against Sarah’s ass. She then moved her leg so that her thigh was pressed against Sarah’s pussy so she could grind on it.
Sarah felt the ruler against her bare ass and Alison’s leg on her pussy, all the while her tie still digging into her neck. Then suddenly she felt the ruler snap back and slap hard against her as as she bit into Alison’s panties to stifle her yelp. The ruler went back to smoothly running over her flesh only to spank her again. Again and again the ruler would tease her only to crash against her hide again. The pain was pulsing and Sarah rotated her hips against Alison’s thigh and tried to concentrate on what pleasure she could give to her pussy. She desperately tried to hump Alison’s leg to allow the pleasure to her labia to override the pain of the spanking. Sarah lost count at around twenty and thought she could bare no more, then with one last hard spank Alison was done.
In a swift move Alison turned Sarah’s body over so she was on her back. She then undid her bra and leaned in to allow her breasts to cover Sarah’s face. Sarah took her hands and squeezed them at the sides to make the nipples protrude as far as she could, as she took turns sucking on each one she delicately licked around them and then sucked hard to make them hard. Alison then slowly slid down so her face was in front of Sarah’s privates and she began to kiss them gently.
Sarah felt Alison’s mouth on her love button as she instinctively rested a hand on the back of Alison’s head and closed her eyes to focus on the feeling. She felt Alison’s tongue split her lips licking up and down, and in and out of her pinkness. She felt Alison’s hand move to her clit and begin to rub it. She felt Alison’s saliva making her pussy sloppy as she felt herself build up. The build was slower than when Alison had used her fingers, it was teasingly slow, and she wanted, no needed to cum now. She started to feel clinching in her vaginal, legs, and lower stomach muscles, she could hardly catch her breath as she let out a semi-scream/croak: “Fuckkkk! Make me cum!”
And then with one last flick of the tongue she was over the edge. Her back arched and pussy pushed forward. Alison opened her mouth wide eating as much of Sarah’s pussy as she could as she rubbed Sarah’s clit to a fever pitch.
Sarah felt her muscles spasm, she squeezed Alison’s head with her legs as her pussy clinched hard and then released over and over again. It moved out to her legs and stomach pulsing through her body; her nipples were as hard as they had ever been to the point where she though they would burst. Her elbows drove into the bed arching her body until they gave out and she collapsed on her back. She was still shaking slightly and her pussy felt like it was vibrating, and she opened her eyes and looked to Alison to see her grinning from ear to ear; sexual juices glistening on her face. Sarah reached down to feel her pussy and found it, her thighs, and the sheets completely soaked.
“I told you I’d give you a orgasm, but even I didn’t know it would be that hot. You’re body was incredible. And it gives me and idea for a game we can play in the morning, and if you do well I’ll let you eat me out.” All Sarah could do was flash a weary smile, and Alison crawled level to her and took her in her arms. Alison kissed Sarah and then smiled and said, “You’re sleeping in my bed tonight, but get some rest because were going to have fun in the morning.”
Sarah lay in the bed happily wondering what the morning would bring until finally her body physically gave out and she succumb to sleep.