The Mont Clair prep for girls would bring a few of us over each weekend to “take care” of the girls. We’d be put up in their dormitories, one of us to each floor, and all we had to do was whatever the girls had asked.
It was the first time I’d been called on to do the duty that term, and I was quite surprised when the first request of the day came from Clarisse. The expected salutatorian and captain of field hockey came in and wordlessly took me by the hand.
She led me back to her room and quickly stripped me down to just boxers. Her roommate, Harriette, was unperturbedly doing her French homework.
“Clarise I didn’t know you ever used us when we were here. Last term Steve told me you were disgusted with the whole idea”
“I lost my v-card over Christmas. Now shut up and get on the bed, they don’t send you boys over here to chat”
“She’s just pissy because she bombed French, and I told her your nice big cock would make her feel better” Harriette giggled
I laughed a little. Harriette ALWAYS made me work hard for her.
“I figured my roommates favorite piece would help me blow off some stress” Clarisse sighed “and she said you have one of the only good cocks they send us”
“And I told her not to go so hard on you that I can’t have a go” Harriette snipped.
Clarisse looked down at me on the bed “And I promised her I wouldn’t, but I have some ideas”
My mind was racing at being called on by someone I’d always seen as so, well, uptight, and some little tick in her voice made me worried about what was to come.
“Take those off” she snipped, and I slowly took off my last scrap of clothes. My half-hard cock flopped to one side. Her eyes lit up and in a second her hands were working on me, lightly lubing up my cock and sliding a cockring on as I started to go hard. “Wouldn’t want you going soft too soon” Clarisse giggled. In a second she’d rolled me over and I could feel her hands on my ass and then suddenly a finger entering me. I moaned and started to protest, but a quick threat to report me to the headmistress for refusing to service a star pupil quickly shut me up.
Harriette laughed “She’s got it in for you, but to be honest I think you’ll like it. Neither of us is Laura, after all”
Laura was known for being the proud wielder of a rather large strap on, with which she would terrorize the other girls and those of us sent over to keep the Mont Clair girls from having to release all their lust sapphicly .
“I’ve just heard that you can make a boy really cum if you push the right buttons” Clarisse whispered in my ear. Her soft breath was warm and wet and I was equally anticipatory and fearful. A second later her hands swiftly slid a hard metal or glass plug into my tight ass as she bit hard on the lobe of my ear. A loud grown fell out of my wide-open mouth as my cock went from simply hard to throbbing.
“For my first time on the pill I want to be properly filled”
I rolled slowly over to see her drop her short skirt to reveal a full bush. Her wet lips spread as she swung herself onto the bed and straddled me. The scent of cunt filled the room. Overwhelmed with the pleasurable, full, twitch of my ass, the sight of her enticingly wet pussy, the smell of sex, the throb of my hard cock and the nervous energy that always came with a demanding partner at Mont Clair, my head swam as she slowly sat down on me.
Clarisse was incredibly tight, super wet, and white-hot. I moaned loudly as she took me all the way in. The look on her face suggested that no one had ever gone so far into her before. She moaned loudly (I’m sure the neighbors heard) and dropped a hand onto my chest. Gripping me tightly she started to ride with long, slow, deep strokes. I could see the head of my cock almost falling out and then being swallowed up again by her hairy slit. My left hand went to work on her swelling clit while my left gripped her firm, athletic ass.
“Don’t you dare fucking cum until I give you permission!” she roared
She must have ridden me for twenty minutes (how Harriette managed to study at all I can’t imagine) before she started to tense for the coming orgasm. Her roaring moans of “fuck yes”, “deeper, bitch”, and “don’t you dare cum” slowly softened to whimpers until she finally tensed, sat up straight, and took me all the way in. Her cunt squeezed my cock hard as she threw her head back in a breathy moan, waves of pleasure quivering through her for a few minutes before she collected herself fully.
She finally rolled over and then demanded “now pound me until I have your cum deep in me”
It was my turn now (we weren’t supposed to enjoy this “duty” but we certainly did) and I set about paying her back for the deep scratches in my chest and the plug in my ass. Spreading her cheeks wide I plowed into her hairy snatch from behind. On the deepest strokes I could feel the tip of my cock almost brushing her cervix. She started to cum again after a few minutes and the extra tightness pushed me over the edge. A huge orgasm welled up deep within me and I let go of long pulses of cum deep within her for almost 30 seconds, feeling the extra pressure on my prostate push out more than usual.
I rolled over feeling slightly drained.
“It’s customary to at least thank the boys” Harriette suggested
“He’s just lucky I wanted his cum” Clarisse quipped “now get out of my bed”
I stood up slowly. She sat up and eased the cockring off me without a word. All I could hope for was that the next girl who wanted to use me wouldn’t be so rough.
While Clarise excused herself to clean up on the bidet down the hall Harriette got up from her desk, pushed her glasses up and pushed me to my knees, breathily suggesting I get to work on her clit. Posing with a leg up on her chair, it was obvious she had no panties on.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/8140mf/the_mont_clair_school_for_girls_free_use_light
One of the better stories I’ve read on here. Good job!
Chapter 2?