			Connie's School Dayz

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 Connie attended an very formal all girls school, so formal in fact that her

instructors would allow only refer to her as "ConstanGE .

 There were no boys -- boys were distractions -- but alas, Connie, or rather,

Constance, was so free spirited that she found distractions in plenty of other

things. That is why on this particular day, she sat outside the Headmistress

office, looking forlorn and fearful.

 She had acted up in class again, something that, for a eighteen year-old girl

at Walterman's School for Girls, was unforgivable. Her white blouse and plaid

knee-length skirt barely took away from her innocent beauty: long, wavy black

hair and deep blue eyes. And Constance was quite mature, physically, for her

age.

 "Constance Forrester?" A maternal voice barked from the open door.

 "Ma'am?", she said, trembling.

 "In here. Now." Constance gathered her books and purse and walked into Miss

Greer's office. Miss Greer, all 5'10 of her, was standing next to her desk,

tapping her fingers lightly on the wide slab of polished mahogany. Her blonde

hair was in a bun, and her dress was black, fitting her smooth and shapely body

with tenacity. "Constance this is the second time you have been cited for

misbehavior in class. I will have no more of it. This time, you will be

punished. Come here."

 Constance walked gingerly to the headmistress, who pointed to the desk.

 "Up", she said evenly.

 Constance glanced at her trying a pleading look that she knew would be

useless. She clambered onto the desk, awaiting Miss Greer's next command.

 "On your hands and knees, dear."

 Constance's lovely black hair tumbled forward, surrounding her face as she

knelt forward on the desk. Miss Greer walked around behind her and held the hem

of Constance's  plaid skirt for a moment.

 "Now, Constance, I hope you learn something from all this." She slowly drew

the skirt upward, laying it on Connie's back. Her lower back and buttocks were

completely exposed to the cool air of the dark office. Miss Greer hooked a

finger into the top of the white cotton panties Constance was wearing.

"Now, we won't be misbehaving in class again, I trust?"  "No, ma'am."

Constance said weakly. The blonde headmistress pulled the panties down with one

finger, stopping in midway down Constance's round, smooth behind. Miss Greer's

knuckle rested lightly on Constance's anus.

 "I hope not" she said, sliding a hand in between Constance's trembling thighs

as she slid the panties down to her knees. Miss Greer abruptly whipped her open

palm into Constance's bare left buttock, causing a muffled whimper. She slapped

the other buttock hard immediately, and Constance twitched, biting back a

moan.

 "Are you going to be a good girl, Constance?"

 "Yes, ma'am", Connie croaked, her behind burning. Miss Greer brought

her hand down again, harder this time, and a loud smack reverberated off of the

office walls.

 "Mmmph!" Connie squealed.  Miss Greer pulled Connie's buttocks, which were now

reddened with finger mt slightly and notcld a glistening on Connie's

vaginal lips.

  She smiled, and reached out for a handful of Connie's black, wavy hair.

Pulling on the hair just enough to make Connie yelp, she leaned forward, her

breasts pushed against Connie's bare ass.

 "Now, my little girl, do not embarrass me or this school again, is that

understood?"

 Connie's back arched as the headmistress pulled her hair back. Tears were

streaking her soft face and her panties held her knees immobile.

 "Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry", she whimpered. Miss Greer sunk a finger into Connie's

wet sex, swabbing it around, teasing the moist, glistening lips.

 Connie shivered in silence, head bowed forward again. Miss Greer withdrew the

lubricated finger and poised it at the crack of Connie's ass.

 "Next time you misbehave will be worse", she said, and plunged the red-nailed

finger into Connie's tight asshole. Connie body arched again, her head thrown

back, mouth open in mute surrender. Then, in a flood it came, a searing orgasm that had Connie bucking and quaking under the

blonde head mistress' hands. Miss Greer slowly slid the finger from Connie's

rectum, reaching down to wipe it on Connie's panties.

 "Now, get dressed and cleaned up", she said briskly to Connie, who was

quivering in a heap on the desk, "and get back to class. You have five

minutes."

 Miss Greer took one last look at Connie's exposed hind quarters, turned, and

walked out the door.



		  CONNIE'S AWAKENING 



Connie's roommate, Denise, had to be one of the prettiest girls at Walterman's.

 That said a lot for Denise, for Walterman's had no boys.  Connie's awakening

came late one night after a dance.  Denise had come home late, dressed in a

tight- fitting, knee-length skirt and high heels.  Connie had fallen asleep in

front on the floor in front of the TV, her back against the bed, and woke up at

Denise's arrival.

"Hi", Denise smiled to the sleepy-eyed Connie.  Connie just smiled, and watched

Denise brush back her long blonde hair as she removed her blouse.  She heard

Denise say "ow" in pain while she reached back to unbutton her blouse.

"How did it go?" Connie asked.Denise dropped her bra to the floor, revealing a

pair of pointy breasts.  "Not so hot","you mind, Connie?"

Connie walked on her knees to Denise and easily unzipped the beige skirt as

Denise put a hand on Connie's shoulder for balance.  Connie pulled the skirt

off of her ankles, and Denise's lovely tanned legs shone in the light of the

TV.

"Could you get my panties, too? I think I really pulled something.  I can't

bend." Connie nodded, and hooked her fingers into the soft fabric of Denise's

light blue silk panties.  Denise smiled down at Connie as she slid the panties

down her soft thighs.  Connie stole a glance at Denise's golden bush, and found

herself breathless.  She fumbled with the underpants, guiding them off of

Denise's high heels, and looked up to a most startling sight.

Denise had two fingers sliding in and out of her cunt! 

"Mmm.." Denise" muttered, "I've been waiting for Jeff to do this all night..the

silly bastard." Connie held Denise's panties in one hand, mesmerized by the

stroking scene she was witnessing.  Denise smiled down at her, then withdrew

the hand from her pussy lips.

"Want some?" she said, holding two glistening fingers in front of Connie's

face.  Connie caught a tangy-sweet scent coming from Denise's slender fingers

and started to shiver. Yes, she wanted it, she just didn't know how to ask. 

She simply closed her eyes and opened her mouth.  Wordlessly, Denise slid the

two wet fingers into Connie's mouth, and heard her moan lightly.  Connie felt

her groin melt with heat as Denise glided her fingers in and out of her mouth.

Denise was smiling, and playing with her own tits as she explored Connie's lips

and tongue with her gentle hand.

Connie felt her limbs turning to butter as she tasted the other girl's juices

so obediently.  She was snapped out her trance by Denise's breathy voice: "Want

more, I've got plenty.." Connie wanted to utter a cry of protest--this was

going too far.  But she was speechless, and she felt herself being softly

pushed onto her back on the furry carpet.

She looked up and saw Denise's silky thighs on either side of her head.  Connie

held the blonde girl's buttocks with her hands and gazed at her pussy, now just

inches from Connie's face.  Denise lowered her crotch onto Connie's waiting

mouth, dancing it slowly over her face.



Connie felt a complete surrender, and dipped her tongue deep into her

roommate's sex, swabbing her clit and making her squeal and writhe above her.

Connie opened Denise wide as she rode her, driving her tongue and lips around

and into Denise's tight asshole. Soon, the blonde girl clutched Connie's head,

and bucked her hips wildly, Connie's face with her ass and vagina.

She came in a scream, pulling Connie by the hair, deep into her groin.  Connie

gasped for air as 