School Girls' Stories - Year 1

The story of sex, love, family, and all of the things that come in-between. This is the beginning, what started it all.

This is a terribly long story, I won't lie to you. You can end on reading just year one. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1 – Oshidori Yuki


Glass shattered above the girls’ heads and they looked up to their best friend’s bedroom window. A small black object was sailing through the air to land in the bushes below her window. Obscenities could be heard from the foul mouth of the young tom-boy, and Shai and Fuji exchanged a look. The two girls’ laughter peeled out and they finished their walk to the front door of the Oshidori house. Fuji knocked on the door then entered without waiting for one of the members of the family to let her in.

“Mrs. Oshidori,” she called into the living room. “We are here to walk Yuki to school!”

Mrs. Oshidori, a plump, short lady walked out of the kitchen with a handsome smile. “Hello Fuji, Shai, nice to see you both,” she laughed, then went back to her baking, her constant vigorous baking.

Yuki came sprinting down the stairs, her black hair in small braids around her head, a tradition for her to do at night. Before they made it to school she always had the braids free and her hair was left in beautiful waves, the only thing about her that she fought for the true femininity of her being. Her large grey eyes scanned the living room, landing on her friends. She had a deep flush in her cheeks.

“Let’s go,” she hissed to the two other girls, “before my father comes out of his study.”

“Yuki!” he screamed, stomping out of the bedroom right below her bedroom. All three girls jumped and stepped back. The man was an imposing six feet with a lean body and wiry glasses. The glasses were the only part of him that made him look like a strong father figure instead of a teenaged boy.

“You broke the window!” he screamed, his anger flushing his entire face. “I saw the controller of your video game console come sailing down. What do you have to say to yourself? That is going to come out of your allowance! Hello Fuji, Shai,” he said in a much smaller, kinder voice. Fuji and Shai both waved and took a few steps back.

Yuki looked anything but sorry. She flipped the braids over her shoulder and looked to her father with her large grey eyes. “Daddy, it will be fine,” she said sweetly. “I have to go to school; you may punish me later, if you wish.”

Her father could not stay mad for more than a moment. He gave a small sigh and waved his daughter off to school. “We will talk later,” he told her and turned his back on her while Mrs. Oshidori chuckled from the kitchen.

Yuki gave a quick ‘bye’ to her family and the three girls stepped out of the house and began their walk to the high school. They were a mismatched small ménage e trois. Yuki was medium height with straight black hair that was nearly straighter than a straight pin. It was why at that moment she was hurriedly pulling it out of the braids to give it that wavy appearance that made it seem full and thick. Her eyes were a gloomy shade of grey that still seemed to look bright when offered with her beautiful smile.

Her figure was nothing to brag about. She was an A cup with no real hips, and she knew that no one would look twice at her if it was not for the shocking eyes. It was not that she wasn’t a pretty girl; it was just that given a choice out of the three girls, she would be the last one picked.

The second one to be picked was Shai. Shai was just what her name said of her, she was a shy girl who barely spoke to anyone. She remained close to her two best friends and did not wander among groups and circles. She was an excellent tennis player whom was very active with her time. The shy girl was something completely different while on the tennis court, and her aggression would come out and scream from the rooftops.

She had a generous figure, without being anything obscene. She could find shirts that fit around her bust, but she wore a large size than her frail frame would signify. She wore her black hair short, and to her chin, usually pushed back by a headband from her midnight blue eyes. She was the epitome of a shy beauty, a girl who would make the quiet wife of a senator one day.

Fuji was always the first to be noticed of all of the girls. She had long auburn hair that went down to her thighs, that her mother found offensive. The girl often wore it pulled too tightly back away from her face. She also wore too much make-up, and not for the reason most girls do. She was trying to hide a natural rosy complexion that suggested she had been doing something naughty. Fuji was a natural perfect 10, and her mother despised it in a scholarly girl. Fuji was forced to wear glasses, when she did not even need them, and where makeup to hide her coloring and beauty, though she was still a striking woman, even when covered up. She was not shy, nor was she outgoing. She was a perfect student, always receiving the best grades in school, and would make a terrific addition to the new high school the girl’s had just started a few weeks before.

“Kago!” Yuki screamed, jumping up and down to wave at her old friend. He turned to look over to the girls and waved back, standing on the sidewalk waiting for the three to catch up. Kago, a handsome boy of sixteen, was ahead of the girls in school by one year. His blonde hair was spiked up in that typical I’m-Cool style that the boys strive so hard for at that age and never really achieve. He smiled at the girls with his knowing smile, the one that says, “I’m hot, and cool, and you want me,” and only one of the three really thought much of him.

“Hello ladies,” he said in a silky smooth voice.

“Hello, Kago,” they all said in mock sultry voices. Kago smile and wrapped his arm around Fuji, pulling her in close.

“What do you say you and I go down Lover’s Alley tonight and pick a hotel?” Kago asked her, leering her way.

Fuji pushed him away and turned to her friend’s with a highly disgusted look on her face. “I’m sorry Kago, I have better things to do with my time. Ladies, I will see you at school.” Fuji hurried ahead of them, hating that Kago had ever found his hormones the way he did.

Yuki tried not to feel jealous so instead looked up to the boy she had nearly grown up next to and gave him a large smile. “You try to hard with her,” she laughed. “Fuji is much more sophisticated than that, than you.”

Kago shrugged, none of it striking his chord as a bad thing. He continued to walk the girls to school in oblivion of his friend’s feelings for him. Shai trailed behind, struggling to carry her tennis racket and her bag all at the same time.


~*~

Meanwhile, at school, Yuki’s older sister and brother had already arrived. Nakago, a senior at the school and making use of his time by showing off the red corvette that Daddy had bought him, was promptly ignoring that Yuki was his little sister, though he admitted readily to Kaori.

Kaori was a junior with a temper, and a hunger for things besides school and food. She was in an upstairs classroom, one that had been abandoned over the years for fear it was haunted. Her best friend, Danko, was watching, as she normally does, running her fingers over the blouse of her sailor-like school uniform, and enjoying the show of the busty girl and the anonymous guy.

Kaori was leaned over a dusty desk, a man stationed behind her, her skirt lifted just enough so that a heavy cock could enter her pussy from behind, pushing in and out with a hard glee. Kaori, her long black hair falling over the desk, was running her hand over her own breast and moaning at the pleasure the man was trying to give her.

Kaori tightened her body, gripping the cock pummeling her with a tight pussy that was well used, and he cried out, gripping her hips and slamming into her so hard that she cried out in pain as the head hit the cervix, but she enjoyed pain. She loved the feel of pain the way most women enjoyed the feel of a shadowed touch. She wanted him to hurt her, to take advantage of her, to just feel the inside of her.

Danko suddenly sat up straight, pushing red strands of hair behind her ears. “I think I hear a teacher coming down this hall,” she whispered hurriedly.

Kaori tried to sit up, to push the student off of her, but he was enjoying too much, sweat trickling down his cheeks as he started to ready himself to cum inside of her. Kaori pushed harder, he was not feeling it, or hearing a word the girls were saying to him. He could only feel the wet heat that surrounded him, the pure unadulterated joy that was this dark-haired beauty, a girl with breasts and hips and lips of that of a porn star. He wanted her since the first day he laid eyes on her, and it was finally his turn. He was not going to just let it go that easily.

The sliding door opened into the classroom and in walked Mr. Tennison, a man with a temper, and a hard on for his students. He looked to Kaori, bent over the desk being ridden by a man who still had not stopped pumping her. His eyes shot over to Danko, who had least attempted to look mildly embarrassed. “What is going on in here?” he yelled to the girls.

The man finally came behind Kaori, filling her pussy with a hot cum that dripped out of her and down her legs. Danko was ready with a towel that she handed to her best friend. “Sorry teach,” Danko said, “we were just finishing.”

The man pulled up his pants, obviously worried that he was in some sort of trouble, but the girl’s had lost all regrets and now only looked sultry, leaning on each other for physical support, their arms embracing each other in a sensual matter.

“You girls, this is the second time I have caught the two of you doing something so… so… dirty,” he yelled, completely angry with the two while trying to hide a hard on. “The first time I forgave it, it was just oral. But this… this is inexcusable.”

The boy was looking more and more nervous as the moments ticked on, but the girls only laughed. Kaori discarded the towel and walked passed the teacher. “Mr. Tennison, when you think of a good punishment, let me know. I’m in to bondage, too.” The girls walked out of the classroom laughing, leaving a sputtering teacher and an embarrassed boy behind.