Happy Holidays At St Clare S

St Clare's Ladies College in the rolling English Cotswold Hills was all but cut -off by the deep snows of 1958. A small group of senior girls had stayed over the December holidays in order to study for their scholarship examinations.

Jilly and Bunty were two such students. They were clever girls who had been inseparable since first meeting over ten years previously. Now in their eighteenth year they looked forward to academic success.

On Christmas Eve their house tutor Miss Joylove encouraged the girls to take a break from their studies and go for a walk in the bright afternoon sunshine. On their return route through the snowy fields a sudden winter storm whipped up and the girls returned to school cold and wet despite their sensible clothing.

Miss Joylove saw them return from her apartment above the student sleeping quarters and she met them as they reached their shared study room.

" Girls, get out of those wet things at once before you get pneumonia! Make yourselves some hot tea and toast and get warmed up."

Jilly and Bunty lit the gas fire in their small gothic hideaway and set the kettle off to make tea. They quickly peeled off their wet clothes including their long heavy wool winter uniform skirts. Soon they were warming their wet skin in front of the fire just wearing their regulation white cotton bras and navy stockings held up by the strong suspender belts sealed in by their large thick cotton navy knickers. The girls were not self conscious about their state of undress as they had grown up together like sisters.

As darkness fell the two chums sipped their tea in the warm glow of the fire,

relaxing side-by-side on the little sofa. Familiarity enabled them to sit in quiet contemplation. Jilly's mind wandered as she stretched out her long shapely legs which casually rubbed against her friend's. The thick nylon of her stockings squeaking against that of her companion. Bunty became aware of this and she glanced over and regarded the shapeliness of her friend's legs. Her eyes wandered up to the curves of her hip which were not disguised by the tight fitting school knickers and then further up to the gentle swell of her young bosom.

"Gosh, you are beautiful Jilly!" she blurted out.

Jilly blushed. "What was that?"

Confused, Bunty replied, "I was admiring you,"

Now, Bunty blushed.

Smiling, Jilly replied, " that's the sweetest thing for my oldest, bestest friend to say." She leaned across and kissed her friend on the cheek.

What happened next took them both by surprise. Bunty leaned to reciprocate but somehow found herself placing a kiss on Jilly's warm moist lips. Neither girl wanted to part and as each held the other they proceeded to enjoy the sensation of their first kiss. Drinking in the other's warmth and holding them selves closer together. Bunty moved around so that she was kneeling on the sofa astride her friend and gazing into her shining eyes moved forward for a deeper kiss, their small firm breasts touching through their bras. They moaned with increasing pleasure until suddenly they were startled by a knock on their study door.

" Can I come in girls?" It was Miss Joylove.

The girls quickly moved to sit apart again. "Yes", said Bunty. her hair somewhat tousled, "come in Miss."

"My, my, you girls look a bit of a mess. At least you are warm and dry now. I hope remembered the headmistress has invited us all to Christmas Eve supper in her rooms tonight at six thirty. As a special treat you can wear your own clothes for the next two days instead of your uniform. After supper it's sing carols in the Chapel before lights out. See you then." The door closed with a squeak and a click.

"Great!" said Bunty excitedly, " we can wear our new frocks tonight."

"Shall we continue our kissing? "

Jilly shook her head. "No. I don't think so dear friend. We just got carried away."

Bunty, was crestfallen. Her friends message was clear and very disappointing. Bunty felt confused as she went off for a hot bath and to change for the evening.

After her hot bath Bunty glowed started to get dressed. First she put on her bra then her suspender belt which was black with satin panels. She then slowly unfolded her new sheer black stockings, lifting first one leg in the air then the other as she slid the delicate material up her smooth pale legs, finally attaching the suspender straps with the clips, brushing her thighs as she did so. She was sitting with her legs slightly apart opposite her wall mirror and glanced at the way her slim pale thighs contrasted between her stocking tops and the shadowy area of her neat young bush. She followed her urge and brought a hand to slowly caress the stocking top and smooth thigh and then gently stroked up to her virginal pussy which was still slightly damp after her bath. She closed her eyes and savoured the erotic pleasure of stroking her swelling pussy lips and the glorious sensation as she skirted with her fingers around the entrance to her wet inner passage. The passionate kiss she had shared with her friend entered her thoughts as her pleasure increased and her breathing deepened. Bunty moaned softly to herself in her private world of enjoyment. She tried to control her thoughts and bring into her reverie images of the handsome young groundsman's assistant who in the summer months loved to flaunt his bare tanned torso to the young ladies as he tended to their tennis courts and croquet lawns. Her ecstasy heightened for a while but her thoughts gradually returned to Jilly's warm lips on hers and the closeness of their young bodies as she now gently caressed her little swollen clitoris which now became the focus of her stroking.

Using all her fingers together in a broad circular motion between her now widely spread thighs Bunty let go of any inhibitions as wave after wave of animal pleasure caressed her body with uncontrolled delight. Her juices flowed out flooding her hand as she spread them over her soaking pussy.

" Mmmmmmmmmm" she moaned, and shook as she watched herself in the mirror having an orgasm through her half closed eyes.

Bunty lay back for a while enjoying her post orgasmic joy. She then finished dressing for the evening. White satin knickers complemented her white satin bra. A low cut red dress completed the look which she had chosen to look as unlike school uniform as possible.

When she was ready Bunty left her room and knocked on her friend's door.

"Are you ready Jilly?" she shouted.

"Just a mo," came the reply. The door opened and the two glamorous young ladies faced each other. "Gosh, you look amazing!" said Bunty in an almost hushed tone.

"And so do you, dear-heart. So do you. "

Then, smiling, "I'm sorry that I rejected you earlier Bunty. I've been reconsidering and wondered if we could perhaps make up later after supper,"

"Yes, let's " nodded her friend. They walked arm in arm down to the Christmas feast.

The meal was magnificent thanks to a generous donation from a former scholar who long ago had also spent Christmas at the school preparing for her scholarship exams and had now become one of the first senior women judges in the country. As all the girls were seniors wine were served and soon the dining hall echoed with merry laughter.

After the meal a happy company of teachers and students strolled through the ancient corridors to the school chapel where they enjoyed joyful singing accompanied by the chapel's old wheezing organ.

At the end of the short service everyone wished one another a Merry Christmas and walked back to their various quarters. As they were old friends no one remarked on Bunty and Jilly walking away arm in arm. On returning to their quarters, Jilly guided her friend into her bedroom and quietly closed and locked the door behind her. She didn't turn on the light as she had left a dozen candles burning. The room was perfused with a romantic glow.

"Oh Jilly darling," whispered Bunty as she leaned in to her friend's inviting lips. The wine had helped loosen their inhibitions as they hungrily embraced, their tongues probing and touching. Their hands simultaneously reached behind their partner's dress and they unzipped each other letting their frocks fall to the floor. Bunty swiftly unhooked her friend's bra and brought a hand round to cup and feel the small firm breast which she had exposed. Jilly sighed as Bunty started to suck her breast and lick her puffy nipple which quickly responded as Bunty's moist tongue gently licked this exquisitely sensitive part of her body.

Jilly fell backwards onto her bed as she enjoyed the attention. "Mmmmm, that feels sooo good", she said. Her breathing becoming deep and rapid and she uttered a stifled low moan. Bunty looked up at her friend's face, her eyes closed as in a rapture as she started to moan more loudly followed by a loud gasp as she shook and screamed " oh my god!" as she experienced her first orgasm.

Bunty was just as surprised that her friend had climaxed simply from breast stimulation. That wasn't mentioned in the book hidden at the back of her mother's bedside locker.

Jill recovered her composure and turned her attention to Bunty's lips and they engaged in another deep passionate kiss as years of repressed longing turned into physical pleasure. Jill unhooked her friend's bra and looked as Bunty's breasts tumbled into view standing proudly from her chest as firm conical mounds topped with their little pink nipples. She gently squeezed, kissed and sucked each in turns. Her friend reached for a hand and guided it down her smooth pale soft kin towards her lacy underwear letting it rest on the warm damp material covering her pussy. Nervously Jill explored the luxurious bush under the flimsy covering. As her hand moved around she felt her partner lifting her bottom up and sliding her knickers down encouraging Jill to run her hand directly over her wet pussy.

"Dearest, please kiss me. Down there."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, " was the soft reply as she wriggled her knickers off one leg with her foot.

Jill hesitated for a moment then looking at Bunty's serene flushed face and her beautiful contours in the flickering candlelight she dived in to the wet muff as Bunty parted her nylon clad legs and bent her knees. As Jill closed in, the heady aroma of an aroused wet cunt filled her nostrils as she carried out her friend's request. She held onto the milky white thighs at the level of the stocking tops, stroking the satin suspender straps.

She gradually explored a pussy for the first time. Gently kissing with her lips then licking and tasting her friend's juices mixing with her own saliva. Increasingly louder moans of pleasure told her that her efforts were appreciated.

"Go a little further up in the centre," came a rasping request. Jill responded, and did as instructed until she felt a small hard protrusion under her lips. She sucked and licked here as Bunty moaned loader.

By now Jill herself was excited and moved one of her own hands down to her own soaked knickers and pressed firmly on herself and thrust her pelvis in time with her mouth now working over Bunty's aroused clit. It was ecstasy!

As Jill felt her own arousal building up she moved her fingers inside her knickers and felt her own little wet pussy for the very first time. It seemed natural to rub her own wetness over her own swollen clit as she continued to simultaneously enjoy pleasuring her friend. Jill soon started to moan herself and the vibrations transferred over Bunty's pussy lips and clit and as the rwo young women writhed in uninhibited sexual joy they both climaxed together with shuddering noisy orgasms.

Satisfied they lay together under the sheets and fell asleep in each other's arms as the candles went out one by one.

Bunty woke early, her friend was still asleep and she quietly relieved herself in the urine pot from under the bed. She went over to the window and glanced out behind the thick curtain. Moonlight reflected off the light snowfall and an owl glided by on its way back to roost. She glanced across at her sleeping friend whose hair was spread across her pillow. Bunty left the curtain open so that a shaft of light illuminated the face of her friend turned lover. She slipped into bed again and gently caressed her sleeping friend, gently moving a hand to stroke her pussy. Gently parting her legs she applied gentle strokes over her friend's pussy and then very slowly inserted a finger into her little tight warm moist cunt. She gently thrust in and out, and enjoyed the pleasure of feeling the increasing wetness of her dreaming friend. Soon Jilly was gently moaning in her sleep, then her head started rolling as she tensed up and with a gush of fluid squirting from her she woke up uttering a long "Oooohhhhhh."

Jilly opened her eyes to see grinning friend.

"That was a lovely way to be woken up," she said. Then she leaned forward to embrace and kiss her lover.

Now awake, Jilly relieved herself pissing noisily in the pot and was quickly back in the warm bed beside Bunty. They kissed passionately, their eager tongues meeting and Jilly quickly returned the favour by exploring her friend's tight entrance and sent her into ecstatic moans as her body writhed with pleasure.

Bunty, slipped into her dress for the short walk to her own room, where she fell onto her bed and was soon fast asleep.

Christmas day was joyful and relaxing, some of the students exchanged small gifts and the Headmistress handed out a present to everyone. After lunch a film was shown in the gymnasium followed by a sumptuous tea. In the early evening they all played party games, then returned to their various sleeping quarters to wind down before going to bed. This night Bunty took Jilly to her bed and they again had sex after slowly undressing each other. They were both more confident at pleasuring the other and each experienced several orgasms over the course of the night.

This pattern continued until the rest of the school returned early in the new year. With so many people around it was difficult for Bunty and Jilly to have discrete private time together. However, they could go off for long walks at the weekends and they found a secluded private spot by a large fallen tree which they could comfortably lie on while they finger fucked and did other nice things to each other, only watched by curious squirrels.

All too soon the end of the summer term signalled the end of this chapter in their lives. Jilly was being taken overseas by her parents to spend the summer with relatives in South Africa and Bunty was expected to help on the family farm. Their future studies took them to different colleges at opposite ends of the country. They wrote letters to each other but as time passed they made new friends and moved on.

They both of them treasured forever that last Christmas at Saint Clare's.'