BOARDING SCHOOL PRINCESS

Feature Writer: Titan Hoop Club <titanhoopclub@yahoo.com>

Feature Title: Boarding School Princess

Published: 27.10.2021

Story Codes: High School Lesbians

Disclaimer: This is a work of complete fiction. If you are offended by stories of lesbians with underage school girls, please stop reading now.

Boarding School Princess

Sixteen year old Nancy Smithers-Jones removed her nightgown, and climbed into bed. Nancy cupped the small, naked breasts of her dark-haired school headmistress, Mademoiselle Leclerc. The other students would be arriving the following day at the St. Vivian all-girl Swiss boarding school, and the pair would only have this chance to be completely uninterrupted.

Nancy was the school prefect. But in reality, she was the reigning princess, and everyone deferred to her. A pretty, 5’8″ blonde, she was also captain of the only school athletic team, the field hockey squad. With eleven players needed on a side, nearly every girl in the elite, exclusive twenty-five girl school was on the team.

Nancy insisted that everyone give it their best during training and in games. The extensive workouts made for a very fit team and student body. Nancy was clearly the prettiest, with long, athletic legs, and a firm, round butt.

St. Vivian was a very expensive boarding school, and was built for Europe’s elite. Sadly, this usually meant that parents would warehouse their daughters there for almost all of the calendar year, while rationalizing that they were giving their girls the finest of educations. Meanwhile, they could go about their lives unencumbered.

Needless to say, there were a lot of lonely girls who felt completely uncared for. It was no surprise that they fell into the arms of each other, and Mlle. Leclerc.

Mademoiselle Leclerc, at thirty-four, was atypically young for a headmistress. However, her credentials were impeccable, and she had received advanced degrees from some of the finest schools in Europe, and spoke five languages. French and English were commonly spoken on campus.

With her academic background, Leclerc had her choice of many opportunities in education, and in the private sector. Most thought that she would become involved in academic research, so it was a bit of surprise when she chose the headmistress position at St. Vivian, a very small, but very affluent, and academically elite boarding school in Switzerland. What her peers didn’t know was that Mlle. Leclerc had a sexual affinity for young girls. Particularly, lonely, vulnerable young girls.

Leclerc had short, dark hair. Sort of in-between a boyish cut, and an Audrey Hepburn cut. Petite, at 5’3″, she and Nancy had been lovers since Nancy had arrived at school, alone and homesick, from Yorkshire three years before. Some might think that Mlle. Leclerc looked a little “dykey,” but there were so parents that visited the school, it had never been an issue.

Nancy kissed Mlle. Leclerc, and spooned the nude headmistress. Nancy teasingly rubbed her crotch against Leclerc’s nude ass.

The school had been closed for a month during summer break, and Nancy had to return to her parents home, although she rarely saw them when she returned. Nancy aimlessly wandered around the house and grounds with only the company of their servants.

Trapped alone in the country, Nancy returned with a voracious sexual appetite. Nancy climbed on top of Mlle. Leclerc, and began sucking, kissing and licking her small breasts. Scooting down the headmistresses body, Nancy’s rib cage rested between the older woman’s legs. Moving back up to feverishly kiss Mlle. Leclerc on her mouth. Nancy began pumping away furiously while in the missionary position. Her bubble-butt rising and lowering like some sort of hydraulic instrument.

Mlle. Leclerc began stroking Nancy’s ass with both hands, pushing Nancy’s body deeper inside her own. She too had been deprived of the company of her teenage pupils during the school closure. She was happy that Nancy had arrived back in school a little early. There would be no need to be discreet tonight.

There would be no slow romance this evening. Nancy, at sixteen, was in a sexual frenzy. She positioned her pussy above the thrity-four year old dyke’s mouth. Mlle. Leclerc began to softly stroke Nancy’s soft, blonde pubic hair. She kissed Nancy’s inner thighs before she began licking.

Seeing that Nancy was keyed up from a lack of female intimacy, Mlle. Leclerc attacked the teen’s pussy with gusto. Nancy’s pent up sexual desires exploded in a deep orgasm, and Nancy nearly fell over from pleasure.

It would be a wild night as the lesbian pair renewed their acquaintances.

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Nancy stood nude in front of the dressing table, brushing out her beautiful long blonde hair, which went down almost to the middle of her back.

With the morning light glowing in the room, Mlle. Leclerc sat up on her elbows to drink in the sight of the flawless naked teen. Nancy’s ass jiggled a bit as she turned to look out the window. Her long legs appeared as petal stems.

The other students would be arriving that day, including some new ones. Nancy, as prefect, would be very involved with welcoming them to the school, and getting them settled.

Nancy looked forward to seeing her room mate from last year, Marina DuPage. Nancy also hoped that there would be some good athletes… and especially some pretty new girls.

St. Vivian was a school for eleven to sixteen year old’s. Graduates would typically go on to a European university, or a Swiss finishing school, like Lady Diana, which would prepare them for attracting a husband, rather than additional academic education.

The girls would be housed two to a room, by age. The prefect, in this case, Nancy, would have the honor of her own room. Nancy intended to put that room to good use in this, her final school year at St. Vivian.

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As the girls arrived one by one, they were shown to their new rooms. New uniforms had already been purchased by all of the students, and they were required to change into them before their communal dinner that night.

Most of the girls were returning students. Nancy and Marina reunited with a big hug. Marina whispered that she was sorry that she and Nancy would not be in the same bedroom this year. Nancy smiled and said that there were be plenty of time for reunions in her bed. Nancy wanted to kiss Marina, or grab her ass, but that would have to be done later, in private.

Nancy said her hello’s to all of the girls. Some, it seemed, had grown or matured a lot in the short time away. All had been instructed to stay in field hockey shape by Nancy, and they were a very attractive group of girls indeed.

One new girl caught Nancy’s eye: eleven year old Tawnee Jacobs from the U.S. She just looked so sad and scared, she was almost trembling as the girls lined up to march to the dining hall. Nancy put her arm around the youngster, and reassured her that everything would be alright, and that they would have a talk after dinner.

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True to her word, Nancy grabbed Tawnee’s hand, and the pair sat on a bench to talk. More than one returning girl passed by with a jealous look on her face.

Nancy let the young girl talk. Tawnee was from outside of Houston, Texas. She was the only child of a widowed Oil Engineer. Recently, her father had taken a very lucrative position in the Kuwaiti oil fields. Part of the package that he was offered included full board and tuition for Tawnee at St. Vivian. Her father figured that the boarding school had a better chance of making a woman out of his tomboy daughter than he did. He accepted the offer. Tawnee was never even consulted.

Tawnee had indeed grown up a tomboy. She had played baseball and soccer in Texas, and was excited when Nancy told her about the field hockey team. Tawnee admitted that she didn’t know anything about the sport, but was sure anxious to try. She could see Nancy’s face light up when she agreed to be a new recruit.

Tawnee was used to wearing jeans or athletic shorts. Now her suitcases were packed with school uniform skirts and dresses. She forgot to pack her baseball glove, but figured that no one in Switzerland knew how to play anyways.

Tawnee had not yet entered puberty, but had known for some time that she was attracted to girls. The number of pretty girls at this new school, especially Nancy, had not gone unnoticed by the pretty pre-teen. Tawnee and one of her soccer team mates had secretly kissed once, but nothing more.

Tawnee had long brown hair which she always wore in a ponytail. It was tied together with a simple rubber band, and she wouldn’t be caught dead wearing a bow. The eleven year old was tall for her age, at a little over five foot, and had a perfectly proportioned athletic body, with a firm, tiny ass that looked really cute in shorts or bikini bottoms. The boys at home thought she was cute, but she rarely gave them the time of day outside of playing sports. Her father had forbidden her from playing football anymore, as he realized that the boys were enjoying tackling her a little bit too much.

Seeing that Tawnee was now feeling better and less afraid after relating her story, Nancy assured the preteen that if she got scared or homesick tonight, to let her know.

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It had been a busy day for Nancy, and she was already asleep when there was a knock at her door. It was little Tawnee, and she had clearly been crying. Nancy turned on a light that was positioned behind Tawnee, and with the backlighting she could tell that Tawnee was completely nude beneath her nightgown.

Tawnee told Nancy that she had a bad dream. Barefoot, Tawnee was shivering from the cold night air. Nancy opened her bed covers to allow the eleven year old inside. Nancy was only wearing a pair of tiny pink panties, and a camisole that barely extended to the middle of her flat stomach. The youngster smiled and climbed into Nancy’s bed. Nancy held her arm open to hold Tawnee tightly to warm her, and Tawnee rested her head non-sexually on one of Nancy’s full boobs.

By this time, Nancy was anxious to see what the pretty little girl had going on underneath her nightgown. Tawnee wasn’t sure how, but hoped that she could at least kiss Nancy some day. Nancy moved her arm from Tawnee’s shoulder to slightly press Tawnee’s head against her breast, while stroking Tawnee’s brown hair. Tawnee’s hair smelled beautiful and Nancy inhaled deeply. Tawnee moved her hand to rest on Nancy’s bare midriff. Nancy could feel her pussy begin to tingle.

“What was the dream about?” Inquired Nancy. Tawnee sheepishly admitted that she no longer remembered. Nancy smiled, and kissed the little girl on her forehead. “What kind of dreams do you have, Tawnee?” Nancy asked. “Do you dream about boys?” Tawnee thought a second, “No. Not really. Sometimes I dream about boys on my baseball team, but we’re just playing baseball.”

“Oh, I see,” Said Nancy. “Do you ever dream about pretty girls?” Nancy looked deeply into Tawnee’s eyes. Her “gaydar” had been working overtime since she had met the young girl.

Tawnee averted her eyes, and began to stammer. Nancy smiled broadly as if to say, “A ha,” and put her finger on Tawnee’s lips.

Feeling slightly aggressive, Nancy began rubbing Tawnee’s flat chest over her nightgown. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of honey.” Nancy assured her. “Being with other girls is just part of growing up. It doesn’t mean that you’ll stay that way forever. And if you do, so what?”

“Have you been with other girls, Nancy?” Tawnee quietly asked. “Of course,” said Nancy, and she gave Tawnee a little peck on the lips. “Do you think I’m cute, Nancy? I’m just eleven.” Asked Tawnee. “I think you’re just darling.” Said Nancy. “I don’t want to do anything that you’re not ready for, but I first made love to an older girl when I was about your age.” Nancy continued fondling Tawnee’s boobless breasts over her nightgown.

“Would you like to stay with me tonight and play?” Nancy asked. As Tawnee began to nod yes, Nancy lifted Tawnee’s nightgown over her head. Tawnee surprised Nancy by being tan from head to toe. Nancy’s hands began to roam all over Tawnee’s firm, naked body as she asked her how she came to be so tan? Tawnee explained that her father was always at work, so she and a boy from her baseball team would frequently skinny dip in her back yard pool.

“I touched his pee-pee once,” Tawnee explained, “But I didn’t like it. I let him touch my boobs in return.” “Like me?” Nancy asked. “Yep.” Replied Tawnee. Nancy bent down to kiss Tawnee’s little brown nipples. Tawnee thought to herself, I don’t even have any boobs yet, and people always wanna touch ’em.”

Nancy explored every inch of Tawnee’s naked body with her hands. Nancy stopped more than briefly to pat and rub Tawnee’s hairless slit of a pussy, and stroked with her hand between Tawnee’s legs. Nancy wasn’t ready to enter Tawnee’s pussy just quite yet.

Nancy pulled her camisole up above her boobs. As an athlete, it was proving quite a chore to press her 36-C breasts into a sports bra. Tawnee looked on in wonder until Nancy grabbed one of her hands and latched it onto a breast. Tawnee eventually engaged both hands, and began quizzically fondling and kneading Nancy’s large breasts like a baker with bread dough.

“Kiss them,” instructed Nancy, and the beautiful little girl quickly complied. Tawnee inserted a lone finger into her pussy and began to masturbate. Seeing the depth and rapidity with the little girl was finger-fucking herself, Nancy asked if she still had her hymen, or cherry?

Tawnee laughed and said that she had broken it playing sports some time ago, and invited Nancy to look. Nancy took it as a green light to have a go at Tawnee’s little pussy, which she ate with great abandon. She had to explain to Tawnee that she had just experienced an orgasm.

The naked pair were soon fast asleep.

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The next morning on the way to breakfast, Marina chided Nancy with a leer. “The new little girl wasn’t in her bed last night.” Nancy replied, “She had a bad dream.” “Of course,” Marina replied. She and Nancy had managed to seduce several girls during their time at St. Vivian.

“I saw her. She’s a little cutie.” Marina wouldn’t get off the topic. “I wouldn’t mind licking her little asshole.” Nancy kept walking, and said in her best American accent, “Don’t be jelly.”

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That night Nancy expected a knock at the door. It was Marina. Marina was the daughter of a Belgian diplomat, and sounded more like an American than an American. She was also the tallest girl in school at 6’1″, with long blonde hair and even longer legs. She played goalie on the field hockey team, and she and Nancy were lovers, although by no means exclusive.

As room mates last year, they were free to make love whenever they felt like it, and were also free to invite in others. Marina knew that Nancy also made love to Mlle. Leclerc, so they were pretty much free to do whatever they wanted sexually, without any fears.

Sixteen year old Marina pulled off a black t-shirt as she entered Nancy’s room. Her large, pendulous breasts swayed as Marina made her way to Nancy’s bed. Nancy quickly undressed, and helped Marina off with her black panties. The naked pair held each other and began to catch up. They had made love probably hundreds of times, so there was no need to hurry.

Curiously, the pair began to discuss the coming field hockey season, and whether any of the new girls might prove to be impactful on the team. The naked pair drifted off to sleep without making love. There would be many other nights for that.

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As the school year went on, Nancy shared her body and her bed with several of her classmates, including Marina and little Tawnee. Tawnee had turned from a sad eleven year old, to a precocious twelve year old, and had soon become a sexual favorite of some of the older girls. Her little boobs had even begun to bud.

In addition, Tawnee had turned out to be a phenom on the field hockey team. Fearless, due to her many years of playing sports with and against boys in Texas, she had become a top goal-scorer next to only Nancy. Many of the girls rubbed Tawnee’s little butt for luck before a game.

Tawnee’s twelve year old room mate was more than a little jealous with the attention that Tawnee was receiving, particularly from the older girls. Tawnee would eat the girl’s pussy from time to time, just to keep her mollified.

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St. Vivian had their final field hockey match of the year against their rival, Holy Name Girl’s School. Holy Name was a larger school, with over one hundred girls to draw from. Undaunted, St. Vivian easily dispatched their rival, winning six-to-two, with Nancy scoring three goals, and Tawnee scoring two.

It would be a night of celebration, and also a night of realization for the sixteen and seven year old’s that their years at St. Vivian were coming to an end. A party had been planned in Nancy’s room for that night with some of the older girls on the team. Well, maybe more of an orgy than a party. Nancy was assigned to invite Mlle. Leclerc. Most of the girls had at some point had sex with the headmistress as an enjoyable rite of passage.

As Nancy was frequent late-night visitor to Mlle. Leclerc’s bedchamber, she didn’t bother to knock.

She was very surprised to see that little Tawnee was tied to the four posts of the bed, naked. Tawnee was blindfolded and giggling as Mlle. Leclerc was vigorously engaged eating her little pussy, while tickling her little budding titties with a feather. Nancy shut the door, unnoticed, and returned to the party that was about to take place in her room.

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The participants were four girls who would be graduating from school in a matter or days. Of course, Nancy and Marina, and Hillary and Olga Schein. Twin sisters from Germany. Both played defense on the field hockey team. The Schein sisters were considered to be the most aggressive and insatiable lesbians in school. It was rumored that if they couldn’t find any cooperative girls for the night, they would content themselves with each other.

The twins were solid, muscular, blonde-haired girls with thick legs and asses so muscular that you could bounce a quarter off of them. They told stories of seducing housewives on school breaks. No one was quite sure if it was true, or they were just having a laugh amongst themselves.

Nancy and Marina were positioned horizontally on the bed. There wouldn’t be room for four vertically. Hillary opened Nancy’s legs, and Olga opened Marina’s legs. Somehow the German girls had managed to procure a bottle of Champagne for the celebration.

Pouring some of the Champagne on Nancy and Marina’s pussies, the muscular twins began to eat away, while occasionally yelling six to two! Somehow finding room on the bed, the four girls then began to scissor passionately. Their entwined crotches making lewd slapping sounds.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

The four naked girls were stunned into silence. Who could it be? Was some nosy busy-body going to report them this close to graduation?

With the room suddenly quiet as a morgue, a very naked Nancy approached the locked door and quietly asked …

“Who is it?”

“Tawnee,” came the soft reply.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Dressed in her school outfit, Tawnee had prepared a surprise for the party. Tawnee quickly stripped down to the tiniest of blue bikinis. As she asked Nancy to turn on some music, Tawnee began to provocatively dance. Shimmying her little body from side to side. Whoops and whistles started coming from the older girls as the waif began her seductive dance.

Tawnee whipped off her blue bikini top, and encouraged each girl to fondle her tiny budding breasts as she danced near them. She in turn fondled their bigger breasts. Tawnee even slapped at Marina’s large naked breasts. The Schein girls were being whipped into a naked frenzy. Olga grabbed Nancy from behind by her breasts, and began humping her athletic ass. Hillary pulled Marina on to her lap, and was slamming two fingers in Marina’s cunt as they watched the sexy twelve year old shake her stuff.

It wasn’t long before Tawnee removed her bikini bottoms and threw them across the floor. The Schein twins could be contained no longer. They lunged at the naked twelve year old. Olga got on her knees and began licking Tawnee’s still-hairless pussy. Helga parted Tawnee’s butt-cheeks, and began licking Tawnee’s asshole, much to her squealing delight. Tawnee began pinching her own sensitive nipples.

Nancy laid Marina flat on the bed, and began licking her pussy. Soon it was decided that each girl would lay on the bed to be licked in turn by the other four. It seemed that most took some extra time when licking Tawnee’s tight, bald little pussy. The rumors had been apparently true, as Helga and Olga each took their turns eating out the other.

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Graduation day had arrived, and even some of the absent parents had managed to show up. Each of the six graduating girls would be going their separate ways. Even Helga and Olga would be attending different universities. Nancy kissed Tawnee in a quiet corridor. Both knew that they were unlikely to cross paths again. Mlle. discreetly gave Nancy a little note. There were a lot of code words thanking Nancy for being a friend, etc. Reading between the lines, Mlle. was really thanking Nancy for nearly four years of great lesbian sex.

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In the fall, Nancy attended university in Paris. She fell in love with a Goth girl from Portland, Oregon, and the two lived openly as lovers, much to Nancy’s parents dismay. Mlle. Leclerc had selected one of her teen lovers to be prefect for the coming school year. Together they surveyed the new girls for pretty, and potentially willing new additions to the campus. Twelve year old Tawnee was given the cutest of the new eleven year old’s as her room mate. They held hands as they walked to their joint bedroom that evening. Tawnee was sure to give the new little girl the benefit of her year of experience.

THE END