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 Catholic School Sex Education (F/f, school)
 by Riki Jacobsen (rjacobsen@hotmail.com)


**


 My breasts developed much earlier than those of my friends and when I 
came back to school in the fall of my 6th grade year at St. Phillip's 
Catholic Elementary School, I was wearing a bra full time.  Not just a 
training bra like some of my friends, but a full support bra with 3 
hooks in the back.  I got the usual amount of stares and crude remarks 
from the guys in my class, but I had a reputation for being tough so no 
one made my life too miserable.  I hated my big boobs, but I was also 
fascinated with them.  I would close myself off in the bathroom at night 
and look at them in the mirror.  I loved how it felt to touch them.  I 
played with my nipples and longed for someone else to take them in their 
mouth...to squeeze them in their hands. 

 Math was so boring to me, that I often let my mind drift to thoughts of 
my breasts in someone's mouth.  I looked at all the boys, but they were 
still just little geeks and had no appeal.  The girls, well there was 
some possibility.  Linda's breasts had some size to them, and I would 
let myself stare at them, not caring if she noticed.  She never did.  
Marsha was the cutest girl in the class and I had a real crush on her.
She had cute, pouty lips and I let myself imagine those lips sucking on
my nipples.  I looked down and I realized my nipples were hard and poking 
through my blouse.  I had a cardigan sweater on so I slid my hand under 
my sweater and took a nipple pinched it, pulled it, and rolled it 
between my thumb and index finger. I let my eyes close and my mind 
drift.

 I heard my name.  I said yes softly, before I realized that the voice 
was not part of my daydream.  I opened my eyes.  It was Sister Michael 
John, my 6th grade teacher, who was standing over me, blocking the view 
of the other students, but with her eyes locked on my fingers and my 
breast.  I froze, expecting the worst, but she just asked me if I 
understood the problem on the board.  I stuttered "not really," and she 
said that we would talk about it later, but now it was time for everyone 
to go to the gym for an assembly program.  Then she walked back to the 
front of the room.

 Sister Michael John was a wonderful teacher, and I, like just about 
every other girl in class, loved her.  I wanted to be a nun just like 
her.  She looked up at the clock and told everyone to walk single file 
to the gym.  This afternoon there would be a special screening of "The 
Ten Commandments."  As the class filed out, Sister asked me to stay 
behind.  She wanted to talk to me privately.

 When all the students had gone, and the noise in the halls had 
subsided, she said to come with her.  I followed her down the hallway 
and up a flight of stairs to a private room that she said was her 
office.  I entered and she closed the door and turned the lock.  There 
were no windows.  This room was also the nurses room where children went 
when they were sick.  There was a small bed against the far wall.  
Sister sat down on a chair facing the bed and gestured for me to come 
closer to her.  I could barely breathe, but I wanted to be close to her.  

 She reached out with both hands and she pushed my sweater back and off 
my shoulders.  She tossed it over onto the bed.  She looked me right in 
the eyes and finally she spoke.   "I have noticed you touching yourself 
before today.  You have very beautiful breasts.  So big and lovely for 
such a young girl. Does it feel nice when you pull on your nipple?"  

 I just nodded.

 "Would you let someone else touch your breasts and play with your 
nipples?"

 "Oh, yes,"  I barely whispered my response.  My legs were melting 
beneath me.  The woman I loved most in the world, wants to touch my 
breasts!  "Oh please, Sister, please touch me."

 Her hands covered my breasts, rubbing, squeezing, letting her fingers 
find my nipples.  She pulled on them and a moan escaped my mouth.  It 
was so wonderful.  She unbuttoned my blouse, slowly.  My breathing was 
coming in gasps.  I wished she would just tear my blouse off.  Finally she 
was taking it off me and I was standing there in my bra.  Again she took 
both breasts in her hands,  and she said, "You have such incredible 
tits.  I am going to eat both of them."  

 No one had ever talked to me like that before and I felt a warm buzz 
come over me starting between my legs.  It was unlike anything I had 
ever felt before.  I was swaying on my feet, and Sister took me in her 
arms and pulled me close to her.  My face was pressed up against her 
chest and even through her heavy robes, I could feel her nipples, hard 
and erect.  Her  hands reached around me and unhooked my bra.  As she 
undid the last  hook , I felt my "tits" jump out into her hands.  She 
took one of them in both her hands and lifted it to her mouth.  She took 
as much of it into her mouth as she could.  I could feel her teeth 
biting lightly and her tongue lapping at my nipple.  I couldn't stand 
anymore.  She noticed this and 	lifted me up and sat me on the desk in 
front of her.  Now my tits were right at mouth level and she devoured 
first one and them the other, going back and forth, sucking and biting 
and licking.  I could feel moisture running between my legs.  I wasn't 
sure what it was, but it felt incredible.  

 After what seems like an eternity, Sister, looked up and asked me, 
"Would you like to touch mine?"  Without waiting, I reached out and put 
my hands on her breasts.   Her cross was right between my hands.  She 
stood up, and she pushed the front of her robes to the side, but didn't 
really take it off.  She unhooked her belt and removed her rosary.  The 
garment underneath had hooks, that she undid.  They went down past her 
waist and then her robe was open.  She pushed it off her shoulders and 
it slid to the floor.  Underneath was a pale blue cotton slip.  She slid 
the straps off her shoulders and pushed the slip to her waist.  Her 
breasts spilled over the edges of her bra.  My breathing was rapid yet 
shallow.  My eyes froze on those tits as Sister reached backed and undid 
the hooks.  She tossed the bra onto the floor, and I buried my face in 
her massive chest.  I took her right breast in both hands and nearly 
swallowed her nipple.  It filled my mouth and I sucked hard and loud.  
My imagination had never come close to the wonder of this reality.  I 
licked and sucked and nibbled on first one breast and then the other.  

 "Harder,"  she said, "Bite me harder.  I want to see your teeth marks 
on my skin.  Bite and suck at the same time."  I did as I was told.  I 
went crazy, biting her everywhere and leaving, bright red marks each 
place I had been.  

 When I came up for a breath of air, Sister stepped towards the bed and 
told me to join her.  She sat down, and slid across the bed so that her 
back leaned against the wall.  Then she gestured for me to climb into 
her lap, which I did.  In her arms I could take her breast into my mouth 
and nurse at her nipple.  Her hand was caressing my breast.  "You are so 
beautiful,"  and I felt like it in Sister's arms.  

 As I continued to suck her breast, I felt Sister's hand touch the 
inside of my thigh.  It was sliding up, closer and closer to my panties.  
The hand paused and then cupped my entire crotch.  "You are so hot and 
wet, my sweet little cunt.  Are you ready for more than tits?"  

 I let her nipple slip out of my mouth and looked up at her, nodding, 
yes.  She looked into my eyes for what seemed to be an eternity, and 
then her face slowly bent closer to mine.  She paused about an inch from 
me, and then pressed her lips hard onto mine.  Her lips were full and 
soft, and hard and demanding.  I felt her tongue run along my lips and 
then press firmly to open them.  Just as her tongue pushed hard into my 
mouth, her fingers pushed aside my panties and slip deep inside of me.  
I gasped from both surprise and delight.  Sister kissed me deep and 
hard.  Her tongue filled my mouth.  Her fingers filled my "cunt."  There 
was a steady motion, in and out, both in my cunt and my mouth.  In my 
head I realized that I was being fucked for the very first time and I 
was filled with joy.  

 "Fuck me, Sister, oh fuck me hard."  She seemed only to happy to 
oblige.  As i tried to suck the nipples off her big tits, her fingers 
and tongue pummeled me and I loved it.  

 Her thumb found a new place in my cunt that sent electrical shocks 
through my entire body.  "Oh, what's that," I gasped?  

 "That, my darling, is your clit.  Your hot button.  The secret to your 
greatest enjoyment."   Her thumb rubbed my clit in slow hard circles.  
"Shall I continue," she teased me.  I could only moan in sheer pleasure.  
"I'll take that as a yes, and she laughed gently.

 "Now I shall show just what it means to be fucked.  Bite my tit as the 
pleasure builds.  Suck hard on my nipple."  With that she thrust her 
tongue into my mouth and her fingers deep into my cunt, and she pumped 
them both hard.  It seemed that I could feel her fingers slamming deep 
into the back of my throat as well as her tongue.  Her thumb never lost 
contact with my clit.  The intensity was nearly unbearable, yet I heard 
myself begging her to fuck me harder; not to stop.  

 She had no intention of quitting.  She just pumped harder and faster.  
I had attached myself to her tit.  I was biting, and sucking so hard 
that I was sure I could taste blood, but I didn't care.  There was an 
explosion building between my legs, and I wanted it to hurry and go off.  
"Are you ready," she asked me between gasps?  "Should I finish you off?  
Here you go!"

 I felt a scream building deep in my throat.  Before it could erupt, 
Sister, covered my mouth in a smothering kiss.  The eruption was between 
my legs.  My body stiffened and and my breathing stopped.  Then the 
explosion I had been praying for went off in a flood of fireworks racing 
through every fiber of my body.  Sister pulled me close to her and held 
me tightly to her breasts so that my screams of ecstasy were lost in her 
mounds of flesh.   

 We lay quietly there for several minutes.  Then I looked up into her 
eyes and said, "Sister, I love you."  She gently kissed my lips, my 
nose, my forehead, and whispered, "Me too."
	
**

 "The Ten Commandments" is a very long movie, and Sister was getting 
ready to enjoy the second half, with me.  She suggested that we get into 
bed together, but first, undress completely.  It didn't take me long.  
My plaid wool skirt, knee socks and oxfords were off in a matter of 
seconds.  Then I watched as Sister Michael John transformed herself from 
a nun into a naked, sexy woman.  First, the veil had to come off.  I had 
often wondered how all of that stayed in place and now I would know.

(Just a couple of bobby pins!)  The veil was gone and with two snaps so 
was the collar and wimple.  Then the cap that covered her hair.  She 
shook her head and short, light brown hair with what must have been 
natural curls, framed her face.  She looked so much younger, and so much 
softer.  She pulled her slip up over her head, tossed it aside, and 
stood there looking at me in white cotton underpants, knee length, black 
hose, and of course her "nun" shoes.  I knelt down and untied first her 
right shoe and then her left.  I slipped each one off and reached up to 
roll her stockings down and off.  As I set these aside, I looked up, 
still kneeling, and realized my face was right in front of the crotch of 
her panties.  I took a deep breath and allowed the new female odor to 
fill my nose.  I wanted to bury may face in her, but she took my hands 
and helped me up and then with her thumbs, quickly pushed the panties 
down and stepped out of them.  

 I was trembling with goose bumps all over me from excitement, not  
cold.  I looked at all of the love bites I had left on her breasts.  I 
touched the one where I had drawn blood when I exploded in ecstasy.  
Sister covered my hand and pressed it tightly to her breast.  Looking 
into my eyes, she said softly, "There will be so much more."  

 She stepped over to the bed and stretched out on her left side and 
invited me to join her, facing her.  I crawled in next to her and got as 
close as I could.  She wrapped me in her arms and pushed her knee up 
between my legs until it pressed on my cunt.  Then she kissed me again, 
but I was the first one to push my tongue into her mouth.  She moaned 
and pressed hard on my lips and I knew my boldness had excited her.  Her 
knee started to move in a circular motion and once more the heat began 
to build down below.  

"Oh yes", I breathed, "Make me cum again."  The pressure and the tempo 
increased .  My excitement was building rapidly, but all of a sudden the 
movement stopped, and Sister pulled her lips away from mine.

I wasn't sure what she was doing, but she slid down and took my breast 
into her mouth and bit my nipple just hard enough to create a mixture of 
pain and unbelievable sensation.  I felt Sister sliding even further 
down my body, kissing my belly, and biting and licking my skin as she 
moved lower and lower.  She stop to explore my bellybutton.  It felt 
like she was fucking it with her tongue.  I was squirming and moaning 
and loving every touch, when I felt her fingers part the lips of my 
cunt.  I was eager for her fingers to fill me, but I was surprised by a 
hot, wet, and hard tongue!  I raised my head up so that I could see 
Sister Michael John with her face buried in my cunt.  She looked at me 
and my own juices dripped from her face.  

Sister drove her tongue deep into my dark, wet, sweet spot.  I grabbed 
onto the iron rails in the head board and bucked under her like a young 
mare being broken.  "Oh shit, yes! On my god, yes!"  Her tongue plunged 
in and out at a furious pace.  I felt an orgasm building, when she 
slowed and began licking my cunt front the very back to the front, right 
over my clit.   Her soft tongue tickled my clit and set off sensations 
like static electric shocks.  I wanted more, faster, and she seemed to 
sense that as she pressed her tongue tightly against my clit and began 
moving in a hard circular motion that quickly sent me screaming over the 
edge.   

I recognized the building pressure and gasped, " Oh Sister, I'm 
cumming!"  As I did, she opened her mouth wide and sucked all of my 
gushing juices  into her mouth.  

She lay with her face near my cunt for a long time, kissing and blowing 
in my pubic hair, nipping and licking my inner thighs.  Then her tongue 
with a very light touch, started to play with the slit of my still 
throbbing cunt.  The pressure increased, but very slowly.  Bit by bit, 
her tongue eased its way back inside of me.  It was teasing at the 
entry, tormenting me.  I wasn't sure if I could stand to have my clit 
touched again, but her tongue persisted.  It found my hot spot and 
gently touched the end of my raw clit.  My entire body jerked, but the 
tongue did not let me get away.  My clit felt hard and erect, and now I 
felt lips lock themselves around it and suck ever so lightly.

Sister's hand slid underneath me and each cupped one of my ass cheeks 
and pulled me tighter to her.  The sucking pressure on my cunt 
increased.  It felt as if it would be sucked right out of my cunt!  One 
of Sister's hands slid to the crack between my buttocks and pushed its 
way deep inside until it was probing my asshole!  I couldn't concentrate 
anymore.  I was thrashing under the onslaught of sensations, but 
Sister's lips and fingers didn't let me escape her assault on my senses.  
The pressure of her finger increased on my asshole and without warning, 
it plunged as far into me as it could go. I gasped with pain, but Sister 
didn't pull it out.  Instead she moved it in and out very slowly and I 
was surprised to feel the pain turn to a totally new pleasure sensation!  

Now her tongue and lips began to seriously work fucking my cunt and 
clit.  Her finger began to fuck my ass hard and fast.  Again my hand 
reached for the bed rails to hang onto.  Again she pummeled my insides, 
but this time the orgasm was building in both my cunt and my ass.  I 
felt a fire burning a hole through me.  I couldn't stand the intensity, 
but I was begging her to "Fuck me harder!"  When I finally reached my 
orgasm, I felt the life drain out of me and I went as limp as a rag.  
Sister lapped up the juices gushing from my cunt and then licked my 
tender asshole.  

Finally she pulled herself back up next to me and took a breast in her 
mouth and seemed to fall asleep nursing at my tit.    

THE END
