Only Girl in School - 1 - Sex Stories

Only Girl in School - 1

... but Katie stepped back and backed against the bedpost. Miss Shala took another step to her and got up close to Katie's face. She breathed deeply and her breasts pulled frantically at the pleading top button of her blouse. “And Katie,” the woman said, taking another deep breath,” If you ever need anything, don't be afraid ask me. I'm here for you.” Miss Shala smiled warmly again. Her perfume invaded Katie's head. Katie had to shake herself to return to reality. She pried her gaze from Miss Shala's desperate cleavage. “Oh. TH-Thank you. Ahem. I will.” All her composure was gone. She watched Miss Shala's clothes somehow stay together over her body. “Excellent. Take care, now. I'll see you in the dining hall for the evening meal.” And Miss Shala turned and walked out, waving her hips and strutting with her awkward but oh-so-sexy walk. Katie could hear boys' voices coming down the hall. She quickly shut the door and leaned against it. “Oh my god!” She thought, breathing deeply. “I've only been here for hardly an hour and already I'm lust-drunk for the secretary.” She was now talking quietly to herself. “That woman must get so much attention from the other students if that's what she did to me. “Get yourself together Katie,” Katie said aloud to herself, in the privacy of her room. “You have to get ready for dinner. Everyone will be there. Settle in.” Katie began to wonder around the room. She inspected it's nooks and crannies. She opened the drawers and cracked a few of the books ...

... on the bookshelf, but she couldn't shake the image of the secretary in her head. She wasn't necessarily a lesbian, but Katie was plenty open to the idea of swinging both ways. She'd never done it before, but this was more than enough to make her want to start. “That's it. I need a shower,” Katie thought. She picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom. The fixtures and the bath were all just as impressive as the rest of the room. They fit the atmosphere perfectly. Katie turned on the molded faucet control and let the water stream to life. The shower poured water at a perfect temperature and Katie stripped off her clothes. She removed her cotton shirt and her khaki dress pants. She pulled off her red lace panties and unhooked her matching bra. As she stripped she thought about the other students in the school. She thought about the secretary. God, she needed something. She stepped into the shower and lathered up her hair with the school's shampoo. It was really nice. It wasn't labeled, but it made her head tingle like something she'd only ever used at a really fancy salon. As she worked the shampoo into her hair, she felt the water pour over her breasts, and down her strong abs. She felt it run over her curved hips, down through her cleanly-shaven crotch. It fell on her feet and washed her tows. She felt all of it. “Oh, what the hell,” she thought “Go ahead, you've been stressed a lot, Katie, you deserve this.” Katie rinsed the shampoo from her hands and drew out some body ...