Betsy Goes to School - Sex Stories

Betsy Goes to School

It was my first night at St. Marta's School for women, and had woken up when my roommate slid in to my bed with me. I had arrived with all the other girls, supposedly all raised in a religious environment, and all having a mother who had gone here before us. My mom and dad had never let me date, and the internet was something sent by the devil to lead me into temptation. I had been a little shocked at some of the language the other girls used when the nuns weren't around, but tried to not let them know. My roommate, Leila, was from California, and had the blonde, blue eyed, big breasted look that my dad said the 'Californicators' had. She seemed really nice though, talking and chatting about all kinds of stuff. She did make me blush when she watched me take my school uniform off and put my pajamas on, since she saw my panties, and I think she saw my breasts before I put my top on. There wasn't much there, but I had squeezed them once before I became too embarrassed, and they filled my hands. Leila's were twice that size, making me blush really hard when she just pulled her clothes off in front of me. &#034Leila!&#034 I had squealed, turning away when I looked up to see her naked. It was a couple of minutes later that I realized she didn't have any hair in her... place. She had laughed and said something about us being girls, and we all had the same stuff. So when she slid into my bed I wasn't sure what she wanted. I froze as she slid forward and spooned against my back. Her ...

... arm went over me, with the other under my pillow. I could feel her hips pushing into my... behind, making me feel... odd. &#034I'm homesick,&#034 she whispered, &#034can I sl**p with you?&#034 I nodded, not sure what to do. You can't very well tell someone who tells you they're homesick to get the hell away from you. What if she killed herself? We laid like that for a while before I realized her hand was on my belly. It felt super warm lying against my pajama top, feeling like it covered my whole tummy. I sort of tensed up, but she kind of let her hand rub my tummy as she whispered in a sl**py voice &#034What? Hmm,,&#034 then seemed to fall back asl**p. Her hand though kept moving in a twitchy sort of way, making me kind of... warm. Her thumb touched the bottom of my breast a couple of times, before she stopped twitching. I woke up really late to realize she had moved, and now her hand was resting on my breast, sort of laying over it, but kind of cupping it too. My nipple was hard, making me blush, even though no one could see me. It sort of felt good as my nipple pushed against her hand when I breathed in and out. I almost gasped out loud when I realized my... place was getting wet. Oh my god, this had happened before. Mom had said it was arousal, and was meant for making it easier for a man's thing to go into a woman's place. This was bad. I must have twitched slightly, because Leila muttered something and pulled me tighter, making her hand pull in against my breast. I felt ...