Straight Female / 39
Last Day Of High School Shame
This had bugged me for a couple of years, and I can’t tell anyone. I guess an anonymous confession blog will have to be my priest, so I get finally get this off my chest. I’m female and twenty years old, and on my last day at high school, I did something terrible. I was eighteen years old and quite reserved. I'd had a couple of boyfriends but was at that time was still a virgin. I did, however, really enjoy being fingered but always preferred somebody else doing it. I'd not had a boyfriend for over a year, so I hadn’t got any action in a while. All the girls, including me, had been messing about with the boys, wrestling, hugging to say goodbye. The smell of sweat on some, plus a few of the naughty ones, had copped a feel of my ass, or tits had turned me.
The school I attended was mega old and had initially been segregated boys and girls. There were few signs of the separation left except in the attics. In one of them, which was dark and used for storing stuff, there was still a wall across the middle used to separate the boys and girls parts of the school. To get to each side of the wall, you had to use different entrances to the school as the original corridor had been bricked up. I'd long heard rumours that there were holes in the wall and that when the school was segregated, sweethearts could talk through these holes during breaks. However, the stories had now changed, and in the present these 'holes' were being used for more elicit meetings. Becca, my best friend at the time, really wanted to see the attic and begged me to go with her.
As It was the last day and last chance to see that part of the school, I agreed. As it was out of bounds, we had to dodge prefects and teachers to get there. The attic was large, dirty and relatively dark. It was being used mostly for storage. At the back were chairs stacked high and behind them the fabled wall. We made our way behind the initial barrier of chairs and finally found the wall.
We were surprised to find some 10th-grade girls already there. Two of them were pressed against the wall, and in the dim light, we could see hands coming through holes in the wall. The girls were moaning and seemed to be caressed by the hands, but we couldn't quite make out much more in the light. The three girls waiting looked up at us, unsure what to do with the sight of two 11th graders. One of them then said with some nervousness that we would have to wait our turn. We nodded in return, not too sure what we had agreed to wait for. After a couple of minutes and a few more moans, the same girl who had asked us to wait told those against the wall that their time was up. The girls against the wall pulled themselves away from the wall. We could then see eight holes and various hands popping through them. Four of the holes were high about chest level, and four were low just below the waist height.
Two girls waiting went up to the wall and positioned themselves, so they had four holes between them. As soon as they stood still facing the wall, hands came through once again, feeling their boobs over their shirts and the ones at waist height basically up to their skirts. One of the girls then pulled away, reaching up her skirt to pull her panties down and off. When she returned to the wall, there was a flurry of activity, hands flying up her skirt, which now seemed to be moving with all the action under it. The girl's head was back, and she had her eyes closed. The second girl did the same, removing her panties and returning to the wall. It then occurred to us that this must be either a dare, initiation or a test of some nature. The two girls were against the wall for about three to four minutes, then the other girl called time. The girls who had been against the wall looked dishevelled but also had a dreamy look about them. They looked over at us, and the lead states, "you will have to collect your own money. We are done."
So that's what was going on!!
We then noticed the hands were all through the wall holding money!! We counted about £20 in £5's notes. Becca and I looked at each other with our mouths open. At this point, I was sooooo turned on I'd have stood at the wall for nothing. Becca looked more apprehensive, not too sure, “£10 each, I mouthed to her". She shook her head and mouthed "no" "fucking wimp", I mouthed back to her. I then walked up the wall and took the money, then stood against it. As soon as I had, Becca followed and copied me standing at the wall.
Hands were immediately on me, two on my breasts and the rest up my skirt. At least three were rubbing my panty crotch, giving me a really good pussy rub. After my recent 'dry spell', I was really enjoying all the attention. This was amazing; even though there was no flesh contact, I was close to coming. Becca was also having a great time, although I did notice she had removed her panty's!! I pulled away from the wall and all the groping hands. I also took my panty's off and returned to the wall.
It was like a feeding frenzy of hands that went up my skirt. I had a hand sliding through my pussy lips, and it was then joined by another hand with larger fingers. Another hand was feeling the tops of my legs and then drifting up to my pussy; another hand was between my legs, touching my arse. I think I had two hands fighting over my clit. I had another hand that drifted from my legs to my arse cheeks, giving a little squeeze then running through my pubes over my pussy. It was really lovely, and I was in ecstasy.
The hands around my breasts were now opening buttons on my school skirt and invading my bra. I then had 3-4 hands on my bare breasts, feeling, squeezing and pinching, rolling my nipples between fingers.
Becca then let out a little "woo" I looked over to her, and her head was back and eyes closed. "Becca, you OK" she nodded and mouthed to me ", just got a finger pushed up my pussy" it occurred to me that although there was a tremendous amount of enthusiasm from the boys, they didn't seem to know much about touching a girl. I hadn't had any of the boys really finger me. I was jealous as I loved the feeling of being fingered, and I always came. I started to wonder how old these boys were? Becca then let out a long "mmmmmmm" I knew she had cum. She then fell away from the wall on weak knees.
I was immediately aware of two extra hands on me. One of them was mega confident. He immediately found the entrance to my Vagina and inserted a finger, followed shortly after by a second finger. The two fingers were both fully inserted into my pussy, and I felt like I was floating; the boy then started to move both fingers; had they been outside my vagina, it would be a "come on" motion. Oh my fucking god, this was just fabulous; he was finger banging me directly on my g spot. After a couple of minutes of this kind of attention, I was so close to blowing my stack.
The hand then withdrew and appeared at one of the top holes in the wall. It was then thrust into my face and lips; the dirty sod wanted me to suck his fingers. I could smell my pussy on his fingers. I didn't need much enticing before I started sucking my pussy cream from his fingers. He then returned to my pussy, pushing two fingers inside me, giving my g spot some real attention for a couple of minutes, then presenting his fingers again at my mouth to suck, intoxicated by the smell of my pussy I licked off all my pussy juices. The confident fucker then pushed all the other hands off my tits and gave them a good mauling squeezing my nipples in a mixture of pain and pleasure before returning to my pussy.
I was totally under this guy’s spell; although I must have had six or seven pairs of hands-on me, I was only aware of two hands and the finger’s belonging to them. This time he pushed his finger so deep into me he was touching my cervix. I was like a volcano about to explode into orgasm. He then withdrew his fingers and pushed the whole of his thumb into my vagina. His forefinger then reached over and worked its way through my ass cheeks to reach my arse hole. For a moment, I was uncertain, should I pull away or let this finger magician have access to my arse hole; no boy had ever touched me there. As I pondered, his finger began to invade my ass, working its way up to the first, then the second knuckle. He then started to press both forefinger and thumb towards each other. The feeling was incredible, all those hands touching my pussy, clit, breasts and nipples and the digits up my pussy and arse. I started to climax, wave after wave of bliss. The best orgasm I'd ever had rippled through my body.
The fingers in me then withdrew and were presented to my lips to suck again. This time I opened my eyes as I wanted to see this hand which had been the source of much pleasure; I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This is my real confession: My 13-year-old brother at the time had a distinctive vintage Marvel watch bought by our Grandad in the USA. There it was on the wrist of a hand that had been up my pussy, ravaging my tits and up my arse!! Even now two years later I’m so still ashamed that I allowed him to touch me in such a way. I’m also angry as that was the only time I’ve ever done anything really wild and something awful like that occurred. Sometimes during family meals, I look over at my brother and his hands and I know I still blush. We had been quite close, however, since the incident I’ve pulled away. I sometimes wonder if he knows, does he know the girl on the other side of the wall that day, was his sister? The important thing though, is I know what we’ve done. So, Father forgive me for I have sinned.
The school I attended was mega old and had initially been segregated boys and girls. There were few signs of the separation left except in the attics. In one of them, which was dark and used for storing stuff, there was still a wall across the middle used to separate the boys and girls parts of the school. To get to each side of the wall, you had to use different entrances to the school as the original corridor had been bricked up. I'd long heard rumours that there were holes in the wall and that when the school was segregated, sweethearts could talk through these holes during breaks. However, the stories had now changed, and in the present these 'holes' were being used for more elicit meetings. Becca, my best friend at the time, really wanted to see the attic and begged me to go with her.
As It was the last day and last chance to see that part of the school, I agreed. As it was out of bounds, we had to dodge prefects and teachers to get there. The attic was large, dirty and relatively dark. It was being used mostly for storage. At the back were chairs stacked high and behind them the fabled wall. We made our way behind the initial barrier of chairs and finally found the wall.
We were surprised to find some 10th-grade girls already there. Two of them were pressed against the wall, and in the dim light, we could see hands coming through holes in the wall. The girls were moaning and seemed to be caressed by the hands, but we couldn't quite make out much more in the light. The three girls waiting looked up at us, unsure what to do with the sight of two 11th graders. One of them then said with some nervousness that we would have to wait our turn. We nodded in return, not too sure what we had agreed to wait for. After a couple of minutes and a few more moans, the same girl who had asked us to wait told those against the wall that their time was up. The girls against the wall pulled themselves away from the wall. We could then see eight holes and various hands popping through them. Four of the holes were high about chest level, and four were low just below the waist height.
Two girls waiting went up to the wall and positioned themselves, so they had four holes between them. As soon as they stood still facing the wall, hands came through once again, feeling their boobs over their shirts and the ones at waist height basically up to their skirts. One of the girls then pulled away, reaching up her skirt to pull her panties down and off. When she returned to the wall, there was a flurry of activity, hands flying up her skirt, which now seemed to be moving with all the action under it. The girl's head was back, and she had her eyes closed. The second girl did the same, removing her panties and returning to the wall. It then occurred to us that this must be either a dare, initiation or a test of some nature. The two girls were against the wall for about three to four minutes, then the other girl called time. The girls who had been against the wall looked dishevelled but also had a dreamy look about them. They looked over at us, and the lead states, "you will have to collect your own money. We are done."
So that's what was going on!!
We then noticed the hands were all through the wall holding money!! We counted about £20 in £5's notes. Becca and I looked at each other with our mouths open. At this point, I was sooooo turned on I'd have stood at the wall for nothing. Becca looked more apprehensive, not too sure, “£10 each, I mouthed to her". She shook her head and mouthed "no" "fucking wimp", I mouthed back to her. I then walked up the wall and took the money, then stood against it. As soon as I had, Becca followed and copied me standing at the wall.
Hands were immediately on me, two on my breasts and the rest up my skirt. At least three were rubbing my panty crotch, giving me a really good pussy rub. After my recent 'dry spell', I was really enjoying all the attention. This was amazing; even though there was no flesh contact, I was close to coming. Becca was also having a great time, although I did notice she had removed her panty's!! I pulled away from the wall and all the groping hands. I also took my panty's off and returned to the wall.
It was like a feeding frenzy of hands that went up my skirt. I had a hand sliding through my pussy lips, and it was then joined by another hand with larger fingers. Another hand was feeling the tops of my legs and then drifting up to my pussy; another hand was between my legs, touching my arse. I think I had two hands fighting over my clit. I had another hand that drifted from my legs to my arse cheeks, giving a little squeeze then running through my pubes over my pussy. It was really lovely, and I was in ecstasy.
The hands around my breasts were now opening buttons on my school skirt and invading my bra. I then had 3-4 hands on my bare breasts, feeling, squeezing and pinching, rolling my nipples between fingers.
Becca then let out a little "woo" I looked over to her, and her head was back and eyes closed. "Becca, you OK" she nodded and mouthed to me ", just got a finger pushed up my pussy" it occurred to me that although there was a tremendous amount of enthusiasm from the boys, they didn't seem to know much about touching a girl. I hadn't had any of the boys really finger me. I was jealous as I loved the feeling of being fingered, and I always came. I started to wonder how old these boys were? Becca then let out a long "mmmmmmm" I knew she had cum. She then fell away from the wall on weak knees.
I was immediately aware of two extra hands on me. One of them was mega confident. He immediately found the entrance to my Vagina and inserted a finger, followed shortly after by a second finger. The two fingers were both fully inserted into my pussy, and I felt like I was floating; the boy then started to move both fingers; had they been outside my vagina, it would be a "come on" motion. Oh my fucking god, this was just fabulous; he was finger banging me directly on my g spot. After a couple of minutes of this kind of attention, I was so close to blowing my stack.
The hand then withdrew and appeared at one of the top holes in the wall. It was then thrust into my face and lips; the dirty sod wanted me to suck his fingers. I could smell my pussy on his fingers. I didn't need much enticing before I started sucking my pussy cream from his fingers. He then returned to my pussy, pushing two fingers inside me, giving my g spot some real attention for a couple of minutes, then presenting his fingers again at my mouth to suck, intoxicated by the smell of my pussy I licked off all my pussy juices. The confident fucker then pushed all the other hands off my tits and gave them a good mauling squeezing my nipples in a mixture of pain and pleasure before returning to my pussy.
I was totally under this guy’s spell; although I must have had six or seven pairs of hands-on me, I was only aware of two hands and the finger’s belonging to them. This time he pushed his finger so deep into me he was touching my cervix. I was like a volcano about to explode into orgasm. He then withdrew his fingers and pushed the whole of his thumb into my vagina. His forefinger then reached over and worked its way through my ass cheeks to reach my arse hole. For a moment, I was uncertain, should I pull away or let this finger magician have access to my arse hole; no boy had ever touched me there. As I pondered, his finger began to invade my ass, working its way up to the first, then the second knuckle. He then started to press both forefinger and thumb towards each other. The feeling was incredible, all those hands touching my pussy, clit, breasts and nipples and the digits up my pussy and arse. I started to climax, wave after wave of bliss. The best orgasm I'd ever had rippled through my body.
The fingers in me then withdrew and were presented to my lips to suck again. This time I opened my eyes as I wanted to see this hand which had been the source of much pleasure; I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This is my real confession: My 13-year-old brother at the time had a distinctive vintage Marvel watch bought by our Grandad in the USA. There it was on the wrist of a hand that had been up my pussy, ravaging my tits and up my arse!! Even now two years later I’m so still ashamed that I allowed him to touch me in such a way. I’m also angry as that was the only time I’ve ever done anything really wild and something awful like that occurred. Sometimes during family meals, I look over at my brother and his hands and I know I still blush. We had been quite close, however, since the incident I’ve pulled away. I sometimes wonder if he knows, does he know the girl on the other side of the wall that day, was his sister? The important thing though, is I know what we’ve done. So, Father forgive me for I have sinned.
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