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Just a true story about when I started to discover some of my darker side…
I stood by my bed, folding up my shirts that had just come out of the wash. My room mate, Sarah (name changed for anonymity) was lying on her bed with her ear phones in. We had shared a room for about two years and had started boarding school around the same time. For those with no experience of boarding school… It’s a delightful place, with very expensive school fees, with no privacy and very few secrets. I spent my terms living in a small, two girl dorm in the girl’s Boarding House where we all lived. It was a separate building from the main school and in the evening it was staffed by a faculty member at all times.
Anyway, on this evening I was folding my clothes which the cleaners had just brought out the tumble dryer and it was fairly late. Most girls had gone to bed but as a sixth former I was allowed to stay up as long as we didn’t make too much noise. As I was sorting my stuff out I noticed that one of my socks was odd. I sighed as I remembered walking back along the corridor with a big pile of clean washing, the odd sock must have fallen on the floor as I made my way back.
I sorted out the rest and walked back out onto the landing. It was eerily quiet at night, a vast removal from the usual screaming and laughter that normally filled the halls of a girl’s boarding house. I walked along the landing and crept past the staff office. The doorway to the office was partly open and I could see Mr Tanner, that evening’s member of staff, sat at the desk tapping away on his laptop with his back to me. I crept past towards the laundry room, although I was allowed to stay up later, staff still insisted that the girls stay in our room after lights out. I found my way to the laundry room and as expected, located my missing sock just outside the door. On my way back I could see that the staff office door was still open but had been pushed to slightly. I started creeping past again but as I was passing I could see Mr Tanner’s laptop was now playing a video.
Now I wasn’t normally curious and most nights I would have left him to it but for some reason the brief glimpse I got as I tip toed past caught my attention. I stepped closer to the door and leant against the frame. I pushed the door slightly with my hand and it opened a crack, giving me just enough space to peek through and see the laptop screen. I had to hold my breath to stop myself gasping.
Mr Tanner had his back to me, was laid back in his chair, his trousers were unzipped and open and he was stroking his cock with his hand. He was fully erect and stroking the entire length slowly whilst his other hand gripped the edge of the table. I was transfixed as I looked up and could see the video playing on the laptop screen, a pair of headphones plugged in to reduce the noise. On the screen there was a girl, fully naked except for a pair of pink platform heels. She was on her knees and bent over on the ground, her face pressed into the floor with her arse up in the air. Behind her there was a guy, pushing the biggest cock I had ever seen inside her. I couldn’t look away as he went deeper inside her and started slamming his cock in and out of her. My Tanner started to rub his cock faster as the girl on the screen started to close her eyes and her mouth dropped open.
The look of ecstasy on her face was bliss and I could imagine what Mr Tanner was listening to over the headphones, a symphony of squeals and moans in time with the cock driving in and out of her. I suddenly noticed that something didn’t look right on the screen. I couldn’t see the girl’s arse hole. I had seen porn before and was familiar with the camera angle used as girls were taking it from behind but usually just above the cock was a tiny little hole. My eyes widened as I watched and realised why the girl was screaming so much… the cock was actually up her bum.
I stared for a moment longer as I watched the cock pound deep into the girl’s arse, her face silently begging for more as she remained bent over, her legs starting to shake. Suddenly Mr Tanner let out a small groan and it brought me straight back to reality. I stepped back and quickly walked back to my dorm, unable to imagine the embarrassment if Mr Tanner had turned around and caught me watching him. As I came back in I saw Sarah on her bed. Her eyes were now shut and she breathing gently. She looked asleep.
I laid down on my own bed and stared at the ceiling. I couldn’t get the image out of my head. The huge cock, the arse hole straining to take it all but most of all, the look of extreme pleasure on the girl’s face. I noticed that my hand was now against my crotch, gently rubbing my clit over the top of my pants. I stayed like that a few minutes until I felt the familiar warm sensation oozing from my pussy, the whole while remembering the girl’s face. I opened my eyes and realised the lights were on. I fought to keep my breathing steady as I sat up and licked my lips. I needed some privacy and I needed it quickly. I walked back out of my room and down the corridor again. This time heading for the bathroom.
As I walked through the door I could feel the cold tiles against my bare feet and allowed myself a small gasp. My pussy was throbbing now and I could feel the familiar warmth spreading. I went straight into the nearest cubicle and locked door behind me, my legs starting to feel weak. I lowered the toilet lid and dropped my pyjama shorts before sitting back against the cistern. Immediately my fingers found my clit again, massaging it from side to side as I felt my own silkiness coating my fingers. I closed my eyes and the gir’ls face flashed back. Her silent scream as the biggest cock ever stretched and forced its way up her arse… and the way Mr Tanner had stroked his own cock whilst watching. I let out a long breath as I imagined him cumming over his hand, his eyes transfixed on that girl. Then I wondered what she was feeling…
What would it feel like to have something going up your arse, up my arse even. I had had sex before and knew what it was like to have a guy pounding you deep but I had never considered what it would be like to have that same cock forcing its way inside my tight backdoor. I imagined myself bent over, face down and arse up with that same guy behind me, pushing his dick into my arse, making me scream like the girl was.
Suddenly I knew I had to try it. My body was grinding now, my pussy dripping wet as I opened my eyes and looked around the small cubicle. I lowered myself to my knees and bent forward onto the toilet lid, pressing my face into the porcelain as I rubbed my throbbing clitty, trying to copy the position on the video as best I could in the cramped cubicle. I bent forwards and stuck my arse out, imagining a guy’s cock pressing against my arse, pushing further until…
Then I saw it. Just next to the toilet was a lone toilet brush. It’s handle was long, thin and slightly rounded. I kept stroking my pussy as I reached forward and pulled it from its holder. I could hear my own breathing echoing off the walls as I turned it round and spat onto the end, a thick globule of saliva dribbling from the tip of the handle. I slowly rubbed it into the full length of the handle as I worked up more saliva, before holding my lips over the end again and spitting more down onto the shaft. I was girating on my knees now, my head completely entranced as I rythmically rubbed my spit up and down the toilet brush handle. With a little whimper I gripped the brush just above the bristles and bent over against the toilet. Slowly I moved the tip of the handle behind me and pressed it against my tightly puckered arse. Now I knew what it felt like. I imagined being the girl on the video, bent over and feeling the cock pushing inside me. I pushed the handle further against myself and felt a little bit of resistance.
My head was spinning. I couldn’t think. I could barely breathe as I pushed the handle further and felt my back passage start to stretch. Suddenly something twinged inside me and the brush slid forward a few inches. My mouth dropped and a small groan filled the cubicle as I felt it disapear up my arse. I was suddenly filled with the most intense feeling of my life. My little clitty throbbed as I pushed the handle in and out of myself, using my virgin back door like a pussy. I could feel it stretching me open, a completely new sensation gripping something deep within me as I flicked my clit over and over. The girl’s face filled my mind again and I now realised what she was feeling, complete ecstacy. A feeling so strained and intense that it felt like your soul was going to explode from your body. I lost all control of my breathing as I pushed the handle deeper and a jolt of pain coarse through me. At the same time my pussy throbbed and a huge orgasm gripped me. I rubbed my clit hard as my entire body girated against the tiles. My little arse hole throbbing as it tried to sucker the handle and tighten around it. I gasped. I writhed. I groaned as my bum tensed again. The handle now feeling ten times bigger inside me as stars exploded behind my eyes.
I started to calm down and my orgasm subsided. It had been ages since I had orgasmed that hard and I didn’t want it to end but slowly the world returned. I leant against the toilet as my vision became clear once more and realised how I must look. Kneeling on the dirty floor, bent over against the toilet, a toilet brush pushed deep up my arse, twitching in time with my bum’s own throbbing resistance.
I swallowed as I reached back and gently pulled the brush out. My arse suddenly feeling empty, used, still throbbing but this time in search of something. I licked my lips and put the brush back into the holder… I knew I’d be coming back but next time, I’d try something wider.
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