Fun in Bed

Boarding School Sex Boarding School SexErotic Story Submitted by Anon - Mar 6 2006 - From Lesbian stories - Views - 6722The return to boarding school was a real let down after the holiday season I had just spent at my cousin s place. Rigid schedules enforced by the strict discipline of the Catholic order of nuns that ran the all girl school was absolute. There was little if any tolerance for creativity or fun. The girls of today were the wives and mothers of tomorrow. Every day it was up at six mass at seven breakfast at eight with classes from nine am till five pm with a break between noon and one pm for lunch.Besides the usual classes of math English and science a strong emphasis on home economics and catholic dogma was taught. Dinner began promptly at six and ended at seven. Each meal was a lesson in proper social banter with an upper classman at the head of each table both leading and instructing it s occupants in both how to behave and guide the discussions at the meal table. It was surely nothing like the lively discussions I had witnessed during the meals shared with my family during the holiday. Between six and eight pm a return to the classrooms where study hall began the opportunity to complete the homework assigned earlier in the day and review lessons taught to prepare for the inevitable quiz or test.Personal hygiene began at seven in staggered groups due to a limited number of bathtubs for the younger classman it was necessary to rotate their use. The upper classroom had a community shower which could accommodate as many as ten girls at once affording little or no privacy to them. In general the girls till age twelve were allowed to use the stalled tub areas and girls thirteen to eighteen used the showers. There were some exceptions of course determined by the on set of puberty. After one showered they were allowed to return to there dorms which had large community bathrooms where a girl could dry her hair set it trim her nails. Finally as we readied for bed we were allowed community time where we could visit with each other (with supervision of course at which time the nuns took notes on how we interacted with one another). Lights out (bedtime) was staggered depending on the age of the girls in the dorm room but generally happened between nine pm and ten pm. The only time a girl had any privacy was in a toilet stall or while taking a bath in one of the twenty tub stalls. I hasten to point out that privacy in the bath was limited as a nun would arrive at some point during your bath to supervise that proper attention was paid to cleaning ones private areas (at which time they could look for the visual cues of approaching puberty) and scrub your back.Normally I might not have taken note of the sounds coming from the cubicles around me but after having experienced first hand the sights smells and yes sounds of sex my keen ear picked up the unmistakable sound of ragged rapid breathing coming from the cubicle next to mine. I smiled to myself as my hand drifted between my legs to join my unseen friend in gently massaging my pleasure jewel becoming lost in the sensations that soon washed over me.You can imagine how startled I was to see Sister Mary Margaret standing over me a scowl on her face. I thought for sure I was in for it as she knelt next to the tub to take the washcloth from me and proceeded to scrub my back and genitals without saying a word and than she was gone. I thought perhaps she didn t see or understand what she saw as nothing was said for almost a week and than I was called to the Mother Superior s office and I thought for sure I was going to get it. Imagine my surprise when I was told I was being moved to one of the semi-private rooms of an upper classman. I returned to the dorm elated with the idea of moving out of the crowded room I had lived in and hurriedly gathered my things to follow Sister Mary upstairs to my new room. There already unpacking was another girl from my dorm who Sister Mary introduced as Sue. Little did I realize that we two were destined to become best friends and more. I don t believe either of us got much sleep the first few days after we moved into our new room as we were both to excited. I had difficulty at first adjusting to the idea of being naked in full view of ten other girls but soon realized that no one cared. I soon caught myself checking out the other girl s bodies and found that just as one boy s dick varied in size and shape so did a girl s vagina. I found that girls unlike boys had many more distinguishing features than boys. Boys always notice the size of girl s tits but fail to see (due to obstructed vision) the difference in the size of their aureoles and nipples the sometimes subtle sometimes sharp curve of her hips. As distinctive as breasts are boys can little conceives that a girl s ass can be just as distinctive. It was the beginning of the realization that boys have it easy they are all about their dicks but a girl is a package all of which seals the deal. I was awakened one night by heavy breathing from across the room and immediately realized these were the same sounds I had heard weeks earlier while bathing. I smiled as I realized why the two of us had been so surreptitiously moved and decided to see if my roommate was ready to explore new avenues. I slipped out of bed and removed my night clothing stepping across the room to her bed. In the darkness I could hear her struggling to achieve release I bent lifting the sheet and slid on to the bed next to her placing one arm under her head as the other trailed down her body to replace the hand she had just removed.