3 comments/ 49123 views/ 12 favorites David's Girls' Academy By: Thorilla It was the autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my new hobby of bird watching. Walking along a quiet country lane near Spathford one Saturday morning, I was on the look out for Nuthatches and Tree Creepers, small birds which literally walk up tree trunks. I passed a large Oak wood, hedged off from the lane, and with my binoculars I saw something. I was not sure what it was so I ran swiftly onwards hoping to find an entrance to the wood, After half a mile a came across a large impressive Victorian gateway opening onto a long gravel drive which curved gently into the wood.. Beside the stone gateposts was a sign announcing 'SPATHFORD GRANGE ACADEMY', 'FINISHING SCHOOL for YOUNG LADIES aged 18 to 20 years'. In smaller lettering underneath it said 'TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED'. I decided to ignore the warning and sauntered into the Academy grounds. I heard some birdsong with which I was unfamiliar, so strode quickly through the wood. The trees seemed to extend back from the lane by a couple of miles. I still couldn't find what I was searching for. The wood ended and I found myself on an extensive lawn. I walked further across the grass and scanned the edge of the wood with my binoculars. I was wearing a waxed jacket, wellington boots and corduroy trousers. Because it was breezy I also wore a woolly hat pulled over my ears. I found it difficult to hear so I was surprised when I felt a tap on my shoulder; I turned round and looked up into the impassive eyes of a tall blue-eyed blonde girl wearing a grey calf length cape. I looked around and saw four others of similar stature and of similar dress surrounding me. I felt rather vulnerable being so short and skinny and people often assumed I was several years younger. "Yes?" I enquired, realising I had been caught trespassing. "You are a snivelling little peeping-tom, aren't you? You 'toe-rag.' We've been watching you with those pathetic binoculars. Give them here," demanded the blonde one. I handed them over, visibly trembling. I was told that I would be marched off to the headmistress's office where I would be dealt with once the police had been informed. As we traversed the lawn three of the girls closed ranks and began whispering to each other and giggling. I felt very ill at ease and asked if they couldn't just let me go please. A dark haired Spanish looking girl, one of the three who had been conferring, said that I needed to be punished. They escorted me into the academy's main entrance vestibule which appeared deserted. I was led through an echoing dining hall which smelt of stale cabbage and floor polish. I noticed that a sign saying 'PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE' pointed in the opposite direction. We were clearly not going to see the headmistress. I felt relieved, but this was short lived. At the back of the hall I was led up some narrow wooden stairs which creaked loudly. The blonde girl walked in front and I admired her shapely legs which moved not only gracefully, but also sexily, under her calf length cape. She wore black seamed stockings and black court shoes. On the second floor I was escorted along a narrow corridor to a door which was simply labelled 'DORMITORY SEVEN'. I could sense a trap and began to panic; I turned round and tried to make an escape but the girls blocked my passage. I was forced reluctantly into the girls' communal sleeping area. I looked around the room while the door was locked behind me and noticed six beds, three on each side of a central space, There were wardrobes and desks and also pin boards filled with photos of pop stars and horses At the far end of the room was another door labelled, 'BATHROOM' The door was ajar and I made out three cubicles, two being toilets and the other the bath. There were also small hand basins. 'OK toe-rag, this is the way things are," said the tallest girl with long straight dark hair. She was almost breathing in my face as she glared down at me. "We hate little smelly perverts like you but we have decided that we may not tell our headmistress if you remain here for the next few days and keep quiet, and do as we say. Do you agree?" "Well no actually, I was hoping to convince your head teacher that I had simply lost my way and....." Before I had a chance to elaborate I was pushed onto an unoccupied bed, next to the bathroom, and held down as someone pulled off my boots and socks. Someone else removed my hat and scarf. My jacket came off, then my sweater. Another pair of hands unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off. My trousers were unfastened and yanked off unceremoniously. I was just about to shout for help when someone pushed something white and frilly into my mouth. I waited for the inevitable as the five girls gathered around me in their long capes. My underpants were slowly pulled down and my penis emerged looking a bit shrivelled and I felt very self conscious and ashamed. "So Mr. 'toe-rag', not only are you a pervert but you've got a tiny willy." A Japanese girl said, giggling at my manhood. The others joined in, smirking and grinning at each other. I felt like explaining to them that it was usually a lot bigger when the weather was warmer. The cold autumn day, and the fear of facing the headmistress clearly had all taken its toll on the size of my 'best friend'. The girls wandered off to their beds, clearly disappointed in their prisoner and took off their capes. Underneath I saw that they wore grey v-necked sweaters over white blouses. Below this they all wore smart green pleated tartan skirts which ended at the knee. These skirts were very full and were gathered at the waistband. Each girl wore black fine denier stockings and black two-inch heel court shoes. Most of them had kicked off their shoes and my eyes wandered over their legs, heels and toes attracted by the darker reinforcements in their stockings. They all wore seamed stockings, as was the fashion in 1960. I removed the frilly object from my mouth; it was a soiled pair of cotton panties. "Yuk!" I thought holding it up to my nose and inhaling something attractive. My penis twitched slightly. The girls were either sitting at their desks or lying on their beds reading. A curly haired 'young lady' was lying on her stomach on the bed opposite me. Her long legs were bent at the knees and held in the air, her ankles crossed. I stared at the reinforced welts on her stockinged toes. I wanted desperately to touch them and suck them and lick her soles. My penis rose as I looked around. The Japanese girl in the middle bed opposite me was on her back reading a book which she held above her face. Her knees were bent and apart. Her skirt had slid down her thighs and I was treated to a view of white petticoat and black stocking tops. Her knickers were just out of view. I earnestly hoped she would open her legs wider. 'Spanish girl' stood up from her desk next to me and walked to the bathroom. I heard her pull up her skirt and then listened to a long trickle as she urinated loudly. My penis reacted instantly and perked up. I sat still naked on the edge of the bed not knowing what to expect next. The loo flushed as the Spanish girl returned. She noticed my erection which looked quite impressive because I was so puny in comparison. "Well girls, toe-rag here has something to show us," and smiled at me licking her large Latin lips. I just sat there at the foot of the bed, my skinny legs on the floor looking pleased with myself. The girls looked up. 'Japanese girl' spread her legs widely as she slid off the bed and I my eyes feasted upon her white lacy knickers, a frilly suspender belt supporting black stockings and a white delicate lace trimmed petticoat. She deliberately held this pose as she noticed me peeping at her. Her smile was absolutely gorgeous and she clearly did not feel at all immodest or embarrassed. They gathered around the bed and stared at my crotch. I have to admit that even I was impressed with its size and I'd seen it quite often. The curly haired girl squatted down on the floor in front of me to take a closer look. I moved my legs apart staring at her breasts beneath her sweater. My erection was twitching vigorously and bobbed around wildly. 'Blonde girl' and 'Tall straight haired girl' leaned over me and began licking both my ears, which made me cringe but increased the strength of my erection. Other hands touched me and fingers explored my testicles. I leant backwards so I was flat on my back facing the ceiling beginning to enjoy life again. 'Japanese girl' got on the bed and knelt behind me then moved forward, lifting her skirt and petticoat as she did so. Her smooth stockinged knees brushed against my hair and ears and finally cheeks as she shuffled forward and spread her young legs over my face. She dropped her petticoat then her pleated skirt and lowered her panty crotch onto my nose. Her buttocks slid over my upturned mouth and face and her lacy panties felt both rough and smooth. I reached up under her skirt and caressed her warm thighs and suspender belt. It was dark and 'aromatic' between her legs, She smelt of warm damp vagina and it had an almost fishy smell. She ceased swivelling her buttocks about and settled down with her anus over my nose. I couldn't move my head at all and I felt deliciously trapped. The other girls were probing, rubbing and pulling at my erection. Small cool hands appeared all over my lower exposed body squeezing my heavy testicles. I felt long hair and warm breath tickling the inside of my thighs and groin. From my navel upwards I was hidden under Japanese skirts and petticoats, so it must have looked a very strange sight with my thin white legs contrasting with my large engorged erection. I felt precum dribble from my knob head. I removed my hands from 'Japanese girl's' thighs and began masturbating. One girl joined in, squeezing my balls in time with my gyrations. Other hands caressed my thighs and stomach. I was delirious with pleasure and squirmed ecstatically. I felt tongues on my legs and belly as I increased my tempo breathing in 'Japanese girls' female juices which were soaking through her panties. My wanking increased in rhythm while other hands grabbed it and joined in. I let go of my penis to allow the girls to take over, I told them to do it faster then firmer. One of them must have been an expert because I felt I could hold back no longer. I gripped the bed, clenched my teeth, closed my eyes and pushed my nose fimly up between 'Japanese girl's' pantied buttocks. I felt seminal fluid rising from my balls. I split second later seven vigorous thrusts dispensed thick stringy semen over the girls' hands and across my belly. My breathing was intense as my heart pumped furiously. Under her warm skirt I calmed down. She didn't get off me so I was able to continue enjoying the experience under her derriere. I felt her and other girls clean me up. A warm flannel with soap was wiping my penis, testicles, thighs and stomach. Clearly I had jerked a lot of semen quite a distance. Someone said it was on Norika's skirt and she knelt up feeling her skirt. I experienced some light as I looked under her lacy petticoat hems which surrounded me. The delicate nylon lace appeared quite different from inside her petticoat. The white slippery nylon appeared semi transparent and swished over her stockings noisily as she examined her clothes above me. All the white bits seemed dark grey. Her hems shook as I felt her washing off my semen from her skirt front. Someone towelled dried my thighs and genitals, giving special attention to my testicles. Norika told me that she needed to 'wee' but she would be back. She lifted her skirt and rolled off me lifting her knee carefully across her my face so as not to kick me. I sat up. Everyone had returned to their beds or desks. 'Curly haired girl' was lying on her back on the bed opposite reading. Her knees were drawn up together and covered by her pleated tartan skirt but her feet were apart so I had a clear view up her skirt. I could see of a triangle of white knickers, white suspenders, black stockings and lacy underslip. As I looked over she smiled and waved to me, clearly unaware that she was giving me a private viewing of her underwear. I lay back on the bed and swivelled around so that my head was near the foot of the bed with my feet on the pillow. As I turned my head I could see the two toilet cubicles through the bathroom door. Under one cubicle door I could make out Norika's stockinged feet, with her panties around her ankles urinating. The sound was quite loud in the echoing bathroom and I wondered why the girls never shut the bathroom door. The toilet flushed and she emerged still rearranging her skirt and petticoat. She lifted her skirt to tighten a suspender clip, saw me and smiled. She shook her skirt down again, washed her hands and returned to the dorm. "Sorry I have kept you waiting," she said "What is your name please?" She asked noticing I now had my face near the foot of the bed. "David," I said." but everyone here calls me 'toe-rag'", I laughed. Those in hearing range laughed too. 'Spanish girl' and 'Curly haired girl ", adjacent to me and opposite, introduced themselves as Kasandra and Emily. I said that I was pleased to meet them. "I'll just get my book" said Norika, as she crossed the room. I made myself comfortable. Despite being naked, the room seemed quite warm to me, so I lay there, hands by my sides looking forward to her return. She quickly reappeared above me smiling demurely. She put one knee on the bed lifted her skirt, lifted her other knee and straddled my chest. I felt smooth stockings on my shoulders as she moved up towards my face. I slid towards her slightly as she raised her buttocks over my chest and pushed her panty gusset firmly into my nose. She smelt of fresh warm urine. She spread her legs so she was kneeling with her feet under her buttocks next to my arms. Her stockings ended near my cheeks and I felt warm thighs and nylon squeezing me tightly as she made herself comfortable. Smiling down she rearranged her wide flounced lacy petticoat so that it was spread evenly almost in a circle around her waist including over my face. From underneath I stared up through the semi-opaque smooth white nylon and made out her face and straight hair moving about as if behind a veil. She had a doll-like complexion. Under her petticoat I was aware of light from the window but everywhere else was white. Methodically she arranged her pleated skirt neatly over her petticoat and over me and everything went dark. I was completely enveloped under a young woman's skirt and petticoat. It was extremely quiet and relaxing. I had an enormous erection. I felt her shift her weight as she finally settled into a comfortable position, Her skirt hem felt scratchy on my torso and contrasted with the smoothness of the underside of her slip which was cool and slippery. I was aware of her asking Kasandra in the next bed to pass her a book. I could hear someone urinating loudly in the toilet. Norika was clearly reading as I heard her turn a page and cough. The odours from her vagina filled my nostrils. A toilet flushed and Norika said something to Ingrid, the blonde haired girl. I was introduced to Ingrid through 'Japanese girl's' skirt and she must have heard a very muffled 'Pleased to meet you," from between Norika's thighs. Ingrid shook me by the penis. (To be continued) David's Girls' Academy Ch. 02 (It was the autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my new hobby of bird watching. In the grounds of Spathford Grange Academy for Girls I had been captured by five pretty 19 year old girls named Ingrid, Kasandra, Emily, Norika and Sarah. They had stripped me naked and had begun taking an interest in 'facesitting' me in their dormitory.) * I remained on the bed, my head beneath Norika's exquisite petticoat and pleated tartan skirt, for the rest of the morning. The young Japanese girl appeared quite comfortable with having my upturned face between her legs. Sometimes she would flip her skirt up and scratch her leg or arse.This created an amazing sound as the slippery nylon of her petticoat moved over the smooth nylon of her stockings. I stared in wonderment at my warm confined world under her uniform. My nose remained impassive against her smelly panty crotch breathing in her feminine odours. My penis was in a permanent state of arousal. Just before lunch Norika put down her book and told me, through the thickness of her skirt, that they normally had sandwiches in the dining hall on Saturdays and they would leave me here while they smuggled food up to me. My Japanese host knelt up as I rubbed my cheeks against her inner thighs and stocking tops, and stretched my neck which had been in the same position for at least an hour. I noticed her suspenders were suddenly looser. She yawned and stretched above me and scratched her thigh through her skirt and flounced petticoat. From underneath this created a froufrou sound which drove me wild. My penis extended further toward my navel. Norika swung her stockinged knee over my head as her skirt and petticoat hems slid across my face exposing me to sunlight. It was clearly going to be a fine afternoon. As I looked around the dormitory, my eyes blinking trying to focus. The other girls were getting ready for lunch. Emily and 'Sarah', (the tallest girl with long straight hair), were both adjusting their suspenders and stockings. Kasandra was in the toilet. Ingrid and Norika were shaking out their skirts out and combing their hair. They left me alone and I thought that this was the time to make my escape. "OK girls, where have you hidden my bloody clothes?" I shouted to myself. My boots were under the bed but I couldn't see the rest of my stuff. I discovered that the wardrobe next to my bed was locked. They clearly had been placed in there. Of course I couldn't just walk out through the dining hall stark naked except for a pair of wellies. I imagined the local newspaper headlines. "NAKED PERVERT IN RUBBERWEAR FOUND IN GIRLS SCHOOL DINING HALL" I searched high and low for any of my clothes. I could make a quick exit just in trousers, anyone's trousers, if necessary. Other wardrobes were full of blouses, skirts, petticoats and cardigans. There were no women's slacks or jeans." Didn't these girls ever wear trousers?" I pondered. Perhaps it was a rule of the finishing school that well brought up and respectable young ladies just did not wear trousers, I concluded. Little drawstring backs hung on hooks on the side of each wardrobe. These appeared to be full of soiled underwear, stockings, suspender belts, bras and knickers. The latter clearly required intensive investigation. I emptied Kassandra's bag on her bed and examined her panties. She appeared to prefer white loose lacy nylon French knickers and some appeared to be badly soiled in the crotch. These stains were yellowy brown in colour and looked disgusting. I picked one pair up and held it hesitantly to my nostrils. "Yuk, ugh" It was unpleasantly strong and smelt of urine, sweat and vagina. I threw it down. I was tempted to smell them again. This time I held them firmly to my nose ensuring the inside of her gusset was pushed firmly into my face. I inhaled deeply several times and it was fantastic. The hot Latin womanhood of this Spanish young lady had been captured in the smell. My penis extended horizontally bobbing up and down as I walked insanely about the dormitory breathing in her musky odour. I pulled the pair over my head and arranged them so my nose was pushed into the crotch. I breathed in frantically, sunlight streamed in making my world appear white from inside her lacy knickers; I found another pair and pulled these over my head. A third pair I pulled on, but made sure the crotch area was across my nose. With three layers of soiled panty crotch over my face I began wanking, staring at myself in a full length mirror. I was tempted to see what was in the other bags. Emily's were full of white lacy panties in a traditional design. Ingrid's were plain cotton ones with few frills. Sarah's were white with sweet little pink flowers printed on them and pink bows at the front. I looked at the clock. Half an hour had past and I put Kasandra's soiled underwear back in her little bag. Fifteen minutes later the girls reappeared with my food. There was another girl with them. She was introduced to me by Norika as Katie and she looked truly beautiful. She was tall slim and had auburn haired. Her legs were perfect and she moved gracefully. She clearly had had deportment lessons. Norika told me to lie with my face at the foot of the bed so my head was almost overhanging the mattress. From this angle I looked up and noticed Ingrid putting some wrapped sandwiches and an apple on the table in the centre of the room. "Those are for you later." She said to me casually. The rest of the girls continued reading at their desks or on their beds. Norika and Katie stood next to me staring down. Katie looked at my thin naked skinny body. She probably thought that I was a miserable example of British manhood. She asked Norika if I did anything with my tongue. Norika said that she did not know. "Well we'll see if he does and if he's any good we'll set up a rota." said Katie giving me a disdainful glance. I understood from further conversation between them that Katie was 20 years old and was 'house-captain'. The newcomer went to the toilet and had a wee, which appeared to last for ever, then rejoined Norika at the foot of my bed. She stood against the bed with her back to me. Norika told her she thought I looked ready. Katie lifted her knee-length pleated tartan skirt and petticoat, reached under and pulled down her white frilly knickers. She stepped out of these and threw them over her shoulder onto me. She backed up to the bed and parted her legs and bent her knees, her stockings on full view from my low angle. She lifted the back of her pleats and petticoat and draped them over my head and upper torso. Parting her legs further she lowered her bare arse onto my face. I was confronted with thick auburn pubic hair. She adjusted her position so her vagina covered my mouth. I took the earlier hint and began licking her between the legs. Her pubic hair was wet from her earlier urination and tasted salty and fishy. I continued with my licking concentrating on parting her inner lips. I supported her bottom under her skirt, my hands gripping her firm fleshy buttocks. She slid her vagina opening over my nose as I probed further. I exposed her clitoris and mercilessly licked it feeling her flinch at very flick. Her buttocks seemed heavier as she built up a rhythm. "Not bad Norika, not bad at all," Katie gasped approvingly to the Japanese girl. My face glistened with her vaginal lubrication and sweat. Unexpectedly she got off me. I had naturally assumed she wanted me to take her to a full orgasm. "Yes that's fine, we've got a couple of new girls, only just turned eighteen who said they'd be interested. I'll just go and get them." said Katie to Norika. Norika looked down at me thinking she'd earn a few extra house points from her find. The other girls in the dorm appeared disinterested in the activities surrounding the end bed where I was lying. I lay their thinking about the Tree Creepers and other birds I had missed. Katie returned with two gorgeous looking beauties. Both had blonde wavy hair and looked rather Scandinavian. They walked in a very sensuous manner; their strong young legs swished their skirts as they moved. Their hips were wide. They were clearly new to the school as their tartan pleats looked immaculate and crisp. I couldn't quite see their shoes but imaged them to be highly polished black two-inch court shoes similar to the rest. "Norika this is Gillian Russell and Jennifer Bush," said the house captain standing behind me. I looked up but they stared down at me as if I was a piece of furniture. Norika nodded and smiled widely in typical Japanese fashion. "We do not know whether he has a good tongue or not yet," Norika said to them, in her Japanese accent. "Well he gave me a bloody good licking, despite me just having had a piss." said Katie bluntly. "Gill just stand over him and see how you feel, we can book him properly if you feel comfortable." I understood from the conversation that Norika had proposed to hire me out to 'pleasure' these girls, and presumably others, in a money making exercise, or perhaps just for kudos. I felt as If I was being exploited and felt vaguely ill at ease with being treated so. I thought given half a chance I should frighten them back to sanity before things got out of hand. Gillian walked to the edge of the bed facing me. She parted her feet and placed her legs on each side of my head. I felt her black stockings touch my cheeks as she got into position. She stood looking down at me and my exposed penis which was clearly seeking attention. I felt the bed depress as Norika sat next to me. I felt her cool skirt over my thigh and her fingers on my semi-erection. She gently squeezed it as if it were a casual plaything. Katie suggested to Gillian that she should shake her dress and petticoat over my face. Her hems covered my upper chest and again I was under a girl's skirt. Norika felt my immediate penile reaction. "He likes having his head up your skirt Gillian," she said. The view of her panties was incredible. They were pure white shiny nylon, completely without stains and pulled tightly into her cleft. They were covered in little embroidered white roses and looked very girly. Her petticoat had a half-inch lace trim and was also pure white slippery nylon. Everything smelt new. Her suspenders appeared as if they had recently been taken out of their box and were perfectly tensioned, her black nylon stockings were immaculate and looked as if she had used gloves to pull them up as there were no snags or ladders. I waited until she felt fully relaxed and bided my time. I felt that if I did something unpredictable, outrageous or deranged then they might release me so prepared myself for an instant reaction. Suddenly I growled like a demented Hyena, bit her legs above her stocking tops and shook my head furiously inside her skirt. My hands scratched her buttocks and backs of her thighs and I thrashed my body around like something possessed. I expected screams from Gillian; instead there was joyous laughter and giggling. She collapsed over me and kicked her legs about, straddling my chest. My world became a flurry of young legs and shoes, a blur of skirts, petticoats, black seamed stockings and suspenders. She joined in the scrambling about, rubbing herself all over my upper body. My eyes focussed on her knickers and could see a damp patch between her legs. Clearly my actions had had the opposite desired effect. It now looked as if I had suddenly become more of a proposition. Norika beamed at me. After eating my lunch the rest of the afternoon was spent under Norika's tartan pleated skirt. She sat on my chest, her legs apart and tucked under, my nose pressed into her white lace panties. Her thighs held my head firmly in place. Her petticoat was draped over me and I felt relaxed. My penis remained semi erect. Someone had draped a blanket over the lower part of my body as it was beginning to get cold. I heard Norika writing a letter above me, Kassandra having passed her her writhing pad and fountain pen. This went on for about an hour. Emily had come to sit with us and she and Norika entered a long conversation about their parents and family. Norika seemed very comfortable to have me between her legs; clearly sitting in one position for a long time must be a Japanese 'thing' A couple of hours later Katie came in and said she had drawn up a rota. Because it was Sunday the next day she thought six girls would be a good number. She read them out and I recognised Gillian Russell's name on it. So much for putting them off, I thought. A bell rang in the corridor which was the five minute warning for high-tea. Norika and her friends left me alone again, promising that they would get me some food. I wasn't sure what to expect the following morning, (to be continued) David's Girls' Academy Ch. 03 (It was the autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my new hobby of bird watching. In the grounds of Spathford Grange Academy for Girls I had been captured by five pretty 19 year old girls named Ingrid, Kasandra, Emily, Norika and Sarah. They had stripped me naked and had begun taking an interest in 'facesitting' me in their dormitory and making money by offering my 'tonguing services' to newly arrived eighteen year olds) When the girls returned from the dining hall after high tea they appeared really excited at having a money making scheme going. The idea was, as I understood it, that each 'new' girl was entitled to a free tonguing from me but not to orgasm, and if she liked my style she could enjoy my attentions to orgasm for two shillings at a later date. Penetrative intercourse was ruled out of course, so was anything above the waist, including kissing. They all thought it would be entertaining to see how the younger eighteen year olds would react. I had misgivings and still felt that I was a mere commodity and not a person. At 10 o'clock the 'half hour lights-out' warning bell rang. There was a purposeful 'undressing and pulling on of nightdresses' session. The dormitory was full of bras, knickers and petticoats being peeled off and frilly lacy nightwear being put on. Again I had an erection. The girls took turns to brush their teeth and wash. Someone had a shower. I pulled back my sheets and got ready for a good night's sleep. Clearly the girls were not at all embarrassed by my presence, in fact the opposite, truth be known. Norika insisted on having a 'good-night sit' on my face. On all fours she backed her bottom into my face while I lifted up her pale blue flounced nightdress and pulled it over my head as she settled back on my pillow. She pushed her buttocks onto my face and pulled them apart so that she could trap my nose between them. I couldn't breathe so I had to resort to breathing through my mouth. She remained sitting on me until she had finished brushing her hair. Norika got up and went back to her bed smiling at me. The five minute bell went and someone passed me a toothbrush and some toothpaste. "It's a spare, keep it." whispered Kassandra in her sensuous Spanish accent. I washed, brushed my teeth and used some flowery talcum powder. At least I didn't smell strongly of women's genitalia I hoped. The lights suddenly went out and I was left in the bathroom stranded in darkness. I felt around for the light pull and it didn't work. "The whole school must be linked to a master time-switch," I thought. I felt my way to the door, held on and groped about for my bed. My foot hit the bed frame and I immediately got my bearings. I felt along the bed and got in but felt a female body in the darkness, "Shush." she whispered in her thick Spanish accent and kissed me to stop me shouting out. Clearly I thought I was in the wrong bed and apologised. Kassandra said I was in my own bed and it was she who was in the wrong bed. She said she needed male company. I apologised that I did not have a physique to match up to some big Latin bullfighter chap. She told me to shut up, as her tongue explored my mouth. I slipped in beside her and immediately she was on top of me, her large thighs straddling my erection. Her pubic hairs stimulated my exposed glans as she guided me in. Clearly she was extremely aroused and well lubricated. She moved into a position where she was in control. I pumped up and down clenching my buttocks at each thrust. Her thick hair was on my face. She put her hand over my mouth to prevent me from telling the rest of the school 'how much I was enjoying the nocturnal attentions of an Iberian beauty' in 'loud-groan-language'. We continued like this for many many minutes until I couldn't hold back any longer. I tried imagining Tree Creepers and Nuthatches. 'The Nuthatch can walk both up and down tree trunks, but the Tree Creeper can only walk up tree trunks'. I imagined them as I tried to hold back. Did she want me to pull out? I whispered to her "Shall I pull out?" in strained tones. She shook her head as I released my semen into her. Seven silent thrusts it took to empty my testicles. I collapsed trying to disguise my breathing. She smothered me in little kisses, her nineteen-year old breasts heavy on my chest. I asked her about 'possible impregnation' in not the same words. She told me that Spanish women know all about such things and her grandmother had taught her well. Next morning it was a Sunday and it was raining heavily. I awakened at 10 o'clock and the dormitory was empty. Someone had left a note and a pair of soiled knickers on the table. 'WE'VE GONE DOWN TO BREAKFAST, WE WILL BRING YOU SOME BACK, LOVE K. xxx' I showered and brushed my teeth and used more of the 'flowery' talc. Instinctively I had actually shut the bathroom door, unlike my hosts who appeared to take delight in advertising loudly their bodily functions to the rest of the dormitory. On opening the bathroom door my mouth opened in amazement. Instead of the usual five girls in tartan skirts and sweaters in the dormitory they were all wearing their Sunday clothes. These consisted of shirtwaister dresses with wide skirts shaped underneath by net petticoats, full skirts, again supported underneath by nylon net petticoats, blouses and cardigans. The girls wore low heeled shoes and medium tone stockings or white socks. The scene was a riot of colour. Yellows, pale blues, pinks, floral patterns, stripes and wild geometric shapes. The girls' hair appeared different to normal. Some wore pony tails or Alice bands but Norika's hair was in cheeky bunches. Norika wore a plain yellow shirtwaister. She told me that she must have her 'morning face sit' as it would be 'very unlucky' if she didn't. I agreed and lay with my head at the foot of the bed. She grabbed a book and skipped over. I noticed she wore white knee length socks which made this nineteen year old look like a large puppet. Her face was beaming with pleasure as she pushed me down. She straddled my waist then slid herself up. As she approached my head she lifted up her skirt and petticoats to reveal pure white plain cotton knickers. Her petticoats were made of paper nylon net and froufroued as each layer slipped over the next. As she slid her crotch towards my face she dragged stiff scratchy nylon net over my penis and stimulated a truly 'large' reaction. She eased her pubic area into my nose and said that "My nose had visited her friend" so I had to bow to 'her friend' many many times until she told me to stop. This appeared to stimulate her and I noticed a small damp patch in her gusset. Above me her petticoats descended and were spread out evenly over my head and torso, then her yellow dress was smoothed out and everything went cream. She shuffled around and tucked her feet under as I took in the view. I was aware of her reading above me, my penis lost amongst her petticoats. After an hour or so I was aware of other unfamiliar voices in the room. Norika said "Good morning everyone and how are you all today?" She eased off me and I looked up to see six very fresh looking eighteen year olds including Gillian Russell and Jennifer Bush standing around the bed staring down at me. They mostly wore shirtwaisters or gathered circular skirts with polo necks or blouses. Gillian wore a pink dress. Norika was clearly in charge and asked who wanted to go first. Gillian declined but Jennifer was game. This clearly was a 'taster', literally, so Norika did not want me to do too much under their dresses. Norika helped Jennifer to step on the bed. For some reason she insisted in walking down to my face, her feet straddling my torso. I pulled my arms in and she wobbled around above me looking very unsteady, her dress swaying wildly above me. Two girls held her hands as she placed her nyloned feet next to my cheeks and squatted down. Immediately I was buried under numerous layers of white stiff nylon net. Jennifer's inner petticoat was fortunately less scratchy and made of tulle. There was a damp patch in her panties. She was either excited or incontinent. I hoped it was the former. Her dark skirt shut out some light but quite a bit of light came from the front where she squatted knees apart. I was aware of Noriko peeping under her skirt seeing what I was up to. She told me to 'bow to my new guest' which I took to mean another long 'nosing' session. I nosed her knickered vagina until Norika told me to stop. My penis appeared to be 'firmly' happy with greeting our guest. Jennifer stepped off me and Helena, a dark haired suntanned girl, stepped up onto the bed; she was wearing a monochrome black and white skirt consisting of 'cats in aeroplanes'. For some reason she decided to get on the bed at my feet then walk up me, straddling me until she got to my upturned face. She looked like a tall goddess. Her skirt was so wide I was aware of nothing else as I stared up; there were numerous layers of pink nylon net petticoats. The outer one was trimmed in white lace while the inner one was trimmed in leaderline which gave it its fullness. Hands supported her as she placed her knickers on my nose. She succeeded in offering me her vaginal cleft by shuffling around slightly. Norika, behind me, lifted up her skirt and me told me to begin my 'nosings'. Several minutes later She got off me then it was Tina's turn then it was Susan's turn. It was now Joanna's opportunity to 'sample my wares' She was a sweety and quite petite too. She told Norika that she had turned eighteen yesterday and Norika said ' Suey nagaku ossia wasanee' which clearly meant something to her but to no-one else. Again she stepped onto the bed near my feet and walked down to me supported by others. She wore a pale blue and orange checked shirtwaister. She had a very narrow waist which her bouffant petticoats emphasised. As she swayed towards me I was aware of her smile and hair in bunches and looking up I noticed that she too was Japanese, or part Japanese. As I pondered upon her name her slim ankles gripped my ears and her petticoats and dress came tumbling down over me. Norika said something else in Japanese and Joanna went wild, rubbing her knickers ferociously over my face, particularly my nose and mouth. As quickly as she was on me she was off. I could almost see her bowing to Norika with gratitude but it was now Gillian's turn next. Gillian did not mess about. She clearly remembered my wildness the previous day and I sensed she was trying to tame me. She got onto the bed and placed heels on each side of my face and squatted down, her knickers pushed firmly into my nose. I hadn't time to take in her underwear as everything happened too quickly. As I focussed I was aware of very loose-legged jet black French knickers, her vagina wide open for inspection. The lace on her knickers was incredibly deep and stiff and slightly scratchy on my cheeks. Beneath these were frilly jet black suspenders. These were well tensioned just as her uniform one's had been on Saturday. Attached to her suspenders were fishnet stockings. This girl had clearly gone to a lot of trouble, I thought. Her petticoats were jet black and I was aware that her skirt may have been pink. Norika was again behind me urging me on like a stubborn mule. I appreciated Gillian's efforts to stimulate me so decided I'd take her to orgasm. I tongued her outer lips and nosed my way into her moist inner lips. Her vaginal juices began to flow as I cranked up the tempo. She bore down on me heavily as I felt the mattress heave, My lips were stimulating hers. I probed my way to her clitoral hood and exposed her clitoris for furtherflickings and lickings. Her body flinched as she was clearly not used to such intimate attentions. We continued like this for several minutes. I could hear Norika getting worked up about something but not as worked up as Gillian. There was no going back now. Gillian was clearly close to orgasm. I flicked and probed her clitoris until she could take no more. Her muscles clenched and shook violently. There was a slight pause then some very loud swearing as she orgasmed above me. I continued licking until she could take no more. She gripped my head through her skirt to stop me. My face was completely drenched with saliva, sweat and vaginal juices. Gillian stepped off me, visibly weak. Norika looked at me and scowled. Presumably I had gone too far and she would not be getting her two shillings for my efforts. I stood up my penis dripping with precum. The other girls from the dormitory stood about and clapped. The six eighteen year olds looked embarrassed but all agreed thet they wanted a 'full session' with me, having witnessed Gillian's climax. Gillian, in her pink chiffon jive-dress, put her arms round me and kissed me full on the lips. Again Norika was displeased. Norika then had the cheek to ask Gillian for two shillings which she hadn't got, poor thing, I offered to pay as I had money in my jacket pocket. Norika unlocked my wardrobe and I fished around until I found two shillings and gave this to Norika, Norika was all smiles with her stupid hair in bunches and pathetic white socks, I thought. The eighteen year old girls slowly left and I remained with the other five from the dormitory. I decided to have another shower as my face and hair was still sticky from Gillian. In the shower I heard the ten minute 'Sunday lunch' bell. This apparently was a very 'formal' and trditional do and parents often attended. After my shower, in the empty dormitory, I noticed that the wardrobe door still had a key in it. I opened it and got dressed thankful that everything was there. My binoculars were hanging up on a hook at the back so I put these around my neck and pulled on my wellies. Walking along the corridor, I was aware of male voices. I followed the sounds to the dining hall and edged my way along a side wall. Several men were wandering around getting drinks from the bar, I breezed through and just as I was about to leave I caught Norika's eye. Her face turned black as I smiled back. Half an hour later I was back on the country lane, in the rain, wandering whether it was a Tree Creeper or a Nuthatch I had seen the previous day end