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Subject: {ASSM} Girls in Tight Pleated Skirts By Katie McN and Anna T  (F+f, NC, Hum, Gangbang, Etc., RP)
Date: Fri, 24 Aug 2001 02:10:04 -0400
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Sexy In Pleated Skirts

By Anna T and Katie McN

Anna_T_LZ@Excite.Com and Katie@katiemcn.Com



Copyright 2001, Anna T and Katie McN. The story may
be posted on archive sites that don't charge for
reading as long as no change is made to the story
including removing the author's names and e mail
addresses.

This is a story about some of the things that
happened in a Catholic Girl's Boarding School. It's
the story of young girls experiencing love for the
first time along with some of the other things that
happen to girls living together at school. If you
find the story interesting and want us to write more
about these girls, drop us an e mail and let us
know. We like hearing from readers and answer every
e mail we get. Anna_T_LZ@Excite.Com and
Katie@katiemcn.Com.


***


I couldn't believe it. I was trapped in the Day Room
by ten girls and it was easy to see they had
something nasty on their minds. I knew I was in
trouble when the oldest girl, Torri, said, "Take off
your blouse right now or we'll rip it off your
back."

It was just before Easter when my mother decided she
wanted to get rid of me. Maybe I was a little hard
to handle, but it didn't seem fair to send a 13 year
old girl to Boarding School just as I was entering
the prime of life. Well, no one cared what I thought
and I soon found myself in some nothing little town
in Southern Illinois wearing ugly uniforms and going
to church everyday.

Most of my problems were my mother's fault of
course. I figure that my blonde hair, good looks and
the early development of my figure had something to
do with her. Yes and it was her idea to have me skip
second and third grade, so naturally all my friends
were older and more experienced. Bad things just
seemed to happen and I can't understand why she
blamed me for everything that went wrong.

The Nuns were all about ninety years old and I was
sure they were going to teach my a lot of useless
stuff. The clothes were even worse. Green and yellow
pleated skirts and white blouses had to be worn in
class along with black shoes and white knee socks. I
could wear a green sweater if I was cold and that
was the only optional piece of clothing. No make up
of course and it was a hanging offense to be caught
with an untucked blouse or an open button.

I liked my roommate, Annette. She was just one year
older than me and seemed cool. First thing she did
when I moved into our room was to help me hem my
skirts so they were about six inches above my knees.
Most of the other girls dressed the same way and the
nuns didn't seem to notice. I was beginning to rely
on Annette to show me the ropes and it sure was nice
to have her help.

"Kristy, I'm not supposed to tell you this." She
glanced at the door as if she expected the police to
come busting in at any minute. "There is sort of a
tradition where every girl who lives here has to go
through an initiation. I know the girls are going to
initiate you tonight and the best thing to do is
just go along with it. If you don't do what you're
told, it'll be a lot worse on you."

Before I had a chance to ask her what she meant,
Torri came into the room. She seemed to be the
leader of the girls living in my wing and everyone
more or less did what she said. She was the oldest
and the best looking girl here and was brought up to
expect people to do what she said.

"Come on, Kristy. I want you to see something in the
Day Room."

Annette and I followed the older girl down the hall.
I was surprised to see all the other girls waiting
for us there.

After Torri got everyone to be quiet, she looked me
over and said, "We think every girl living here
should be the same as every other girl. We have a
way to make sure it happens and you get to find out
what it is right now."

I could hear Annette's words in my mind and decided
I'd just do what I was told. I slowly unbuttoned my
white blouse and let it slide down my shoulders.
When I finally had it off, I put it in Torri's
waiting hand. I thought about covering up. I felt
naked standing their with my breasts exposed to all
the other girls but I finally decided I better just
pretend that it didn't bother me.

"Sherry, look at this. Kristy isn't wearing a bra
and has some pretty nice boobs for a girl her age."

Torri  cupped my tit with her hand and was squeezing
it while she talked. I tried to say something, but
couldn't open my mouth when Sherry started playing
with my other breast. I just stood their like a fool
while the two older girls massaged and fondled my
breasts.  I could feel my nipples get hard and
something was happening between my legs. I hoped
that no one could tell I was getting turned on.

"Okay off with the skirt."

When Torri gave the command, the two older girls
stopped molesting my breasts and stood back to watch
me continue my strip tease. I decided to get it over
with and unzipped the skirt and pulled it down over
my hips. I heard one of the girls make a remark
about my ass when I finally stepped out of my skirt
and handed it to Torri. I felt like I'd turned as
red as the tiny panties that everyone was now able
to see.

Torri had a strange look on her face when she said,
"Ohh, red panties. Let me see what they feel like."

She ran her hand over my ass and seemed to be
memorizing it. I felt her finger trace the crack of
my ass and press in a little when it was right over
my asshole. I jerked back when her hand rounded my
hip and went straight to the vee that formed between
my legs. She grabbed my pussy and I felt her finger
press the flimsy material of my panties into my
wetness.

"Hurry up and get the rest of your clothes off so we
can start having fun."

I removed my shoes and socks next and stood in the
middle of the room surrounded by a circle of girls.
They all watched expectantly for me to take off my
last piece of clothing. I delayed for as long as I
could and finally put my fingers into the elastic of
my panties and pushed them down to the floor.

Once I was completely naked, I could hear the girls
making comments about my body. From time to time I
felt a hand touching my ass or cupping one of my
breasts. Torri slipped her hand back between my legs
and was able to slip a finger inside me. I had to
stand there while the girls touched and probed my
body. I couldn't move as Torri slid her finger in
and out of my cunt. I felt embarrassed when I
realized that my juices were covering Torri's finger
and wetting the rest of her hand. I felt like a fool
and yet something about this was so exciting. I
realized I was getting very turned on and couldn't
understand why.

I found myself laying on a small table in the center
of the room. I could see the ceiling light and felt
hands pulling my legs apart. I knew that all my
private parts were on display to the other girls.

"Look girls, Kristy must like this. See how wet she
is."

Torri put her finger into my pussy and pulled it out
covered with my juices. She waved her hand around
like it was a trophy. I couldn't take my eyes off
her as she licked her finger clean while the others
laughed and continue to make fun of me.

When things calmed down a little, Torri moved to my
side where she had a good view between my legs and
said, "Every girl here masturbates even though the
Nuns say it's a sin. We want to make sure you do,
too. We're going to watch you et yourself off. Maybe
we can give you some pointers to help out."

I didn't know if I could do it or not. Playing with
myself in front of a bunch of girls was nothing I'd
ever thought about doing and I didn't know how to
start.

"Oh we have a shy one girls. Looks like I'm going to
have to help her." Torri produced an enormous dildo
that looked just like a man's erect cock and waved
it back and forth in front of my face.

I decided it would be better to do myself than to be
torn apart by that monster. I closed my eyes and let
one of my hands slide down between my legs. I was
still wet and ready. My hand covered my pussy as the
middle finger entered the waiting slit. When I
started moving it in and out of my cunt the girls
surrounding the table started hollering out
suggestions. They soon moved on to doing what they
suggested and I found hands and mouths all over my
body.

My hard nipple was stretched by a girl who had
sucked it into her mouth and was pulling her head
slowly back. Hands were massaging my inner thighs
and touching my other bare breast. Lips covered my
mouth and a tongue forced it's way in searching for
my waiting tongue to respond. Somehow I couldn't
help myself and met the attack with one of my own.

Hands were on my ass, hips, knees, tummy, ribs. neck
and every place the girls felt like touching. Lips
kissed my cheeks, nose, lips, chin, breasts and all
the places that were available to the girls now
lusting after my body.

My fear kept me from exploding, but soon the work my
hand was doing between my legs took it's toll. I
came hard and long. I couldn't stop myself and
screamed out my orgasm to the approval of all the
girls in the room.

"Well, well, it looks like our little girl has
gotten herself off rather nicely. You seem to like
having other girls make love to you, Kristy."

I couldn't answer Torri and just stood trembling in
the middle of the room. I felt the heat of my
release cover my loins and didn't have much control
over any of my actions. I was in a fantasy world and
seemed to be floating as Torri and Sherry guided me
to the floor. I was kneeling down and pushed back on
my knees. I had no idea what was coming next until I
saw Torri raise her skirt to reveal she wasn't
wearing panties.

"Kristy, your little show got me so hot I need to
get off. You won't mind helping will you?"

As she spoke, Sherry grabbed my hair and pulled me
into Torri's pussy. I felt hands pushing my head
between the older girls legs and I knew then I had
to do it.

My tongue was very tentative as it licked Torri's
pussy. I could taste her juices and knew it would
not be difficult to slip inside her wet cunt. Her
labia were swollen and I felt her hard clit under my
tongue.

I decided to get her off so there would be someone
besides me who had an orgasm in front of the other
girls. I let my hands move up her legs and rest on
her hips. My tongue slipped inside her waiting pussy
and I twirled it around in the dark cavern of lust
as her juice flowed into my mouth.

My mouth sucked in her clit and I used my tongue to
torture the exposed sensitive area. My hands slide
around to her ass where I massaged and played with
her two firm globes. I felt her spasm as my finger
pressed on her asshole.

I continued eating Torri and enjoying the control I
had over the older girl's body. I brought her near
release and then stopped until she backed off. I
brought her there again and again until I could hear
her frustration.

Her dress fell over my head and her hands pressed my
head into her pussy. She came in waves that covered
my face. I didn't stop and tried to make it last as
long as I could.

"Stop, stop. I can't take it any more. Where did you
learn how to do that Kristy?"

I didn't say anything and just smiled as the older
girl tried to compose herself.

Torri finally was able to speak again and said, "Oh
my god, girls. She is something else", and then
spoke directly to me. "Sometime between now and the
end of the year, you'll have to get it on with every
girl here. I know they are going to love what you do,
Kristy."

With that remark, it was over. I managed to get my
clothes back on and somehow return to my room.

***

"I'm sorry, Kristy. Torri made me say those things
to you to set you up. Someone always talks to the
new girl before the initiation."

I was mad at first and then my emotions took control
and I started to cry. Annette watched me for a
minute and then tears started to form in her eyes.
Somehow we held each other as everything that
happened over the last hour washed out of my system.

When I finished sobbing and leaned back, I noticed
something. There was a special look in Annette's
eyes that seemed to reach out to me. We stared at
each other for a long time and suddenly found our
lips touching. It was more than a touch. Her face
pressed against mine and I returned her fierceness
with my determination.

My tongue probed her mouth and I found her eager
tongue waiting in ambush. We explored each other's
secrets as our clothes seem to float away. Somehow
we ended up on my bed trying to be one person.
Trying to know everything about the other one.

I felt her hand move across my naked hip and my body
wanted to pull her inside me. Her long fingers slid
over my ass and stopped inside the crack between
those two cheeks that were no longer hiding in my
panties..

She squeezed my round globes and I felt a finger
move toward my asshole.

I heard a sound and realized it was me. It was my
lust and passion crying out for her embrace.

I found her hand and guided it down my stomach
toward my wet pussy. I pushed her hand into my silky
bush and held it there until she grabbed on to me
between my legs and started moving her whole hand
back and forth.

I felt her finger on my clit first and then she slid
it inside my cunt. I was so wet by then, it was easy
to
accommodate her.

She started moving her hand back and forth with a
constant pressure that said she knew just what I
wanted to feel and she was so right.

Her finger moved in and out of the flame that was
between my legs. I opened myself up for her and it
seemed like I was as wide as my thighs. It felt like
I could somehow swallow her whole.

She had three fingers inside me.

There didn't seem to be an end to it. I floated off
to some place far away from reality. I could feel
tears well
up in my eyes. Happiness was so wonderfully strange.

Her mouth covered mine. Her insistent tongue entered
my mouth searching, probing, exciting. Her other
hand touched my tits. Rub, squeeze, stroke. Please
stop - don't stop! Oh. Oh. Ohhh.

I had orgasms before.

There was a time that I thought I invented the
orgasm.

But, never anything like this. My body exploded from
high
to high.

I kissed her breasts, her nipples, her pretty lips.
My finger moved over her face, cheeks, neck. Yes, oh
yes.
Touch, touch, feel, feel. More.

I lost track of time and never knew when we fell
asleep. We woke in the morning still in each others
arms. We woke to a good morning wake up kiss that
was the first of many more to come. We woke up in
love.

***

Annette and I were friends and lovers for the rest
of the time I attended boarding school. There were
many other wonderful times, but our first love
making somehow was the best. There was magic that
night and something special I would think about over
and over again in the coming years.

Our affair ended like so many school romances do. We
went home and found other people and other things to
do. I was lonely for a time, but never felt sad. Our
love was designed for just one period in time and
when the time passed it was no longer to be. We're
still good friends after all these years, but we
never again found the love we knew as girls.

The End


Anna T and Katie McN

If you find the story interesting and want us to
write more about these girls, drop us an e mail and
let us know. We like hearing from readers and answer
every e mail we get. Anna_T_LZ@Excite.Com and
Katie@katiemcn.Com.

Would you like to read more stories like this? Drop
by this website and find other lesbian romance
stories along with a lot of other interesting
things. www.asstr-mirror.org\~Katie_McN\

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