Schooling Done Right – Part 1 – Learning Biology

Disclaimer: All events, characters, and institutions mentioned in the following work are fictitious. Any resemblance to a real event, person or institution is purely coincidental.

Oakham Boarding School. One of the premier institutions in India, attended by the students of the most affluent and influential families in the country. Situated in the hilly regions of Dehradun, it promised excellence in education and exposure.

The reputed school proudly boasted about its outstanding students, alumni, and teachers. But what went on behind the high walls of the campus were spread around as stories and rumors. The truth was only known to the ones who were there or had been there to experience it.

One such story is of Tara Oberoi, 18 years old, a student par excellence who was always in the teachers’ good books because of her brilliant performance in both academics and extra-curricular activities. Tara was popular amongst the students too, loved by the boys and admired by the girls.

She stood tall at 5’8 and her long shapely legs confidently strutted in the short school plaid skirt. She had a slender waist and her 36C breasts were accentuated with the school’s white shirt tightly hugging her body. Her long, sleek hair would come down till her waist and it would always be openly swaying behind her along with her hips.

One may have figured out by now that this school was quite different from the others. The rules were lax here but the discipline was voluntarily maintained by the students in exchange for flexible dress codes and the freedom to be who they were. Which is why when a new girl stood outside the class wearing large black-rimmed glasses and a skirt which went beyond her knees, heads turned (for the wrong reasons).

At first glance, she looked like a typical nerd as she walked in. It was at this point when Tara’s eyes darted to this girl, detaching her from the conversation she was having with her friends.

Raising her eyebrows, she took a good look at the new girl from head to toe: her brown curls were tied back into a high ponytail and her eyes looked around nervously; she had a pretty slim but hourglass figure with her 34B breasts and a taut ass to match that. Pity, Tara thought to herself, she could have been hot if she tried.

Amidst all the laughter and sneering, the girl gingerly sat down on the nearest vacant seat she could find. Soon after, an elderly gent entered and announced himself as the biology teacher. Tara got up and walked up to her seat, right next to seat the new girl had chosen incidentally. The girl looked up anxiously and mumbled an apology as she tried to get up, afraid that she was going to be teased again for sitting with her.

Tara stopped her, offered her the seat and they both gathered their books just before the class commences.

“..and that is how an egg inside the female human body is fertilized by the sperm”, the teacher said as he concluded the class after forty-five minutes. He closed his books and started taking the roll call.

“That’s the only thing one needs a man for, if you ask me”, Tara says as she grins.

“I-I am sorry?”

“Reproduction. That’s the only thing you need a man for. Otherwise, women can do everything on their own”, Tara repeats herself, her hazel eyes boring into the girl.

The girl blushes and smiles nervously.

“Well, yes but sex would be incomplete without a man too”, she replies meekly, looking up.

“Not necessarily”, comes the reply with a wink.

The girl turns red but doesn’t reply this time. She looks down at her hands and then at Tara, smiling.

“I am Tara, and you are?”

“Meera. Meera Chandra”, she replies.

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you Meera”, Tara says as she rises up as the teacher leaves. “Would you like to join us? I think you could use some friends”, she adds.

Meera’s eyes light up and she follows Tara to be introduced to her group.

A few weeks had passed since that day and Tara and Meera had become pretty good friends. The unlikely bond between the two surprised many since their personalities were so different. Tara was outspoken and a social butterfly while Meera was reserved and had few people she would talk to.

They, however, thought they complemented each other and were the yin to the other’s yang. Coincidentally placed in the same dorm room with six other girls, they would be seen hanging out together all the time so much so that even Tara’s friends had accepted Meera as a part of the group.

On a fine Sunday evening, Meera found herself alone in the dormitory. Saturdays and Sundays were usually free for the students and they had the liberty to leave the campus to go to town (with the condition that they return before 10 pm).

Despite Tara insisting that Meera joined them at the club, the latter decided to stay back to study for the biology exam the next day. She was in a baggy grey t-shirt and black shorts with just a plain black bra and matching panties underneath, sitting on the bed, when she sees Tara enter the dorm.

Glancing at the clock and seeing that it was merely 8 pm, she looked back at Tara quizzically, subtly admiring what she was seeing. Tara stood there in a red dress which came to her mid-thighs and had a deep neck which showed off her ample cleavage.

“You are early? You never leave a party early”, Meera says, making room for Tara to sit as the latter walked towards her bed.

Tara shrugged her shoulders casually, her eyes on Meera as she sits down.

“I see you are still studying this crap”, she says, rolling her eyes at her. “It’s biology. You’ll ace it.”

Meera shakes her head and laughs. The room goes quiet for a minute before she speaks again.

“The first day we met, what did you mean when you said one doesn’t need a man to have sex?”, she asked curiously.

Tara laughed, her head falling back as she did.

“Come on, Meera. I thought you were smart. It’s pretty obvious”, she replied still laughing.

Meera turns red and nods.

“I know what you meant. I just don’t think women having sex with other women is as fulfilling as having sex with another man.”

Raising her eyebrows, Tara turns to face her friend.

“Do you want proof?”, she asks, her tone serious.

“Of what?”, the other asks, surprised.

“Meera Chandra, get ready”, Tara says as she gets up and locks the door, switching off the lights altogether too. “For a biology practical.”

She slowly walks to the bed, her eyes following the moonlight which fell softly on her friend’s face. Meera froze still, not knowing how to react. Tara crawled up on the bed and pulled her close. Meera’s breathing was heavy and her lips parted slightly as she was pulled towards her friend. The other took advantage of catching her off guard and leaned in to kiss her softly on her lips.

A gasp left Meera’s mouth as she was kissed for the first time ever and she soon closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of having lips pressed against hers. She returned the kiss sloppily but hungrily and her sudden crave surprised her since she never thought she would have such desires with a female in question. However, she gave in to her carnal hunger.

Her hands wrapped around Tara’s waist too and pulled her closer so their bodies pressed against each other, with their breasts brushing gently. Tara pushed Meera back on the bed, crawling on top of her to kiss her while her hands slid under her t-shirt to touch her bare skin.

The cold hands made her shiver and goosebumps appeared on the teenage girl’s body. The hands make their way to her back, unclasping her bra so swiftly that she was taken aback when it was pushed up to release her breasts. Her breasts were cupped, groped and fondled and she could only moan softly as her friend’s tongue explored her mouth.

Tara’s hands slid down to the hem of the t-shirt and tugged it upwards to expose the breasts to the cold air. Her nipples instantly hardened and Meera let out a loud moan as Tara’s lips touched them for the first time, pulling them gently. With her tits being sufficiently pleasured, Meera hardly noticed a hand sliding under her shorts. It was only when it cupped her Venus mound and a gasp left her lips that she realized how wet she was down there.

Tara, meanwhile, was pleasantly surprised when she noticed Meera enjoying this treatment. She had wanted to do this for days, admiring her and her perfect body whenever she was close.

Pretending to not feel too well, she had actually returned early from the party that evening to find Meera alone and express what she felt about her.

It could have gone either way: she would have been rejected or they would have had a hot make-out session. But Tara hadn’t even imagined in her dreams that things would go so far where she would have her hand on Meera’s crotch, feeling the dampness against her panties. She was elated and it turned her on more as she continued sucking on the perky breasts.

A hand delicately unzips Tara’s dress and it slips off from her shoulders. It also unhooks her strapless bra underneath and only leaves her in a lace thong as she pulls the dress off her and throws it away on the ground. Naked and horny, she wastes no time in making her way down to pull off Meera’s shorts along with the panties.

Meera watched in anticipation, biting her lower lip as she comes undone in front of Tara, who looked at her with eyes expressing nothing but lust. She starts by leaving small pecks from her thighs to her inner thighs, teasing Meera. Her tongue slithered on the smooth skin around her pussy lips, enjoying the fact that she was completely shaven.

Meera’s hips jerked forward, trying to get Tara to lick where she wanted to be licked the most, but Tara teased her more by flicking her tongue on her clit and sliding it down the length of her pussy. This was enough to make Meera moan out loud while her pussy soaked in her juices further. Pulling her closer, Tara leaned down and finally pushed her tongue inside her warm, wet hole while her fingers held on to Meera’s soft and supple thighs.

What followed was a sharp cry of pleasure and an intense slew of moans in response to the wonderful sensation. She was writhing as the tongue slithered in and out of her, lapping up the juices and pressing against the tight walls of her virgin cunt. Nobody had done that to her; not even her fingers had achieved what she was experiencing now.

Her hands fondled her breasts as she was eaten out, lost in the pleasure until she realized she was close to an orgasm. Her one hand grabbed on to the sheets while the other pinched her nipples hard. A pair of lips surrounded her clit and sucked on roughly, and she was soon overcome by a powerful climax.

Her back arched and she shuddered, she groaned loudly as she almost blacked out in this state. Her lips called out Tara’s name as the latter could only look on in awe while her mouth stayed pressed on the trembling girl’s pussy, licking away all the juices.

Meera lay there for quite some time as her breathing returned to normal. She felt Tara crawl up on her and she opened her eyes, smiling. They both kissed again and more passionately, their hands roaming on each other’s bodies for more.

After a while, Tara got up and rummaged through her belongings. Propping herself on her elbows, Maya looked on wondering what else was in store for her.

“Close your eyes”, Tara said, her tone almost commanding.

Meera nodded and followed, lying down back on the bed with her eyes tightly shut. She felt Tara slowly get up on the bed after a while and she waited with baited breath to know what was coming.

“Turn over”, Tara commands again.

Meera turns over on her stomach and feels her ass pulled up in the air. Her back arched in excitement as Tara’s lips grazed on her spine, kissing her softly all the way down to her butt.

She softly squeals excitedly but her smile soon disappears when she feels something hard and bulbous pressed against her pussy. Her eyes fly open and she looks back in fear (and just a tad bit of arousal) to see Tara smirking as she rubbed the tip of the strap-on dildo on her pussy, ready to enter.

“Whe-where did you get that?”, Meera asked shakily, eyeing the big black dildo pressed against the outer labia of her cunt.

“We all have something or the other here”, Tara says, shrugging. “It’s no big deal.”

“It’s huge”, Meera whimpered pleadingly. “Is it going to hurt?”

“Relax, you’re wet enough for this, baby”, Tara responds as she prepares to push it in, winking at Meera who immediately shuts her eyes in fear.

Tara smiled, holding her friend’s waist tightly as she pivoted her hips to drive the dildo in her tight little cunt with unrelenting firmness. Her drenched pussy engulfed it immediately and the strap-on dildo filled her up satisfyingly.

“You see how easily it went in, you little slut?”, Tara asks, grinning ear to ear as she sees Meera whimper under her, struggling to handle the eight-inch monstrosity in her. Meera let out a loud squeal, burying her head in the pillow as the phallic-shaped toy was pushed into her. She feels her hymen pop but she could hardly even muster to say a word as it went in further. Her eyes were teary and her hands clutched the pillow tightly.

She felt the dildo retract and she almost sighed in relief as it left her. But maybe she celebrated its exit too quickly because, in just the next second, it was rammed into her again. Her head shook in a ‘no’ as she muffled her wails with the pillow when it was thrusted over and over again into her. Her pussy was stretched apart but to her surprise, her body reacted positively.

She soon realized, shocked, that her juices were again flowing to coat and aid the dildo to be pushed into her. It did not take Tara long to increase her speed and get rougher, making Meera shudder as her hips instinctively pushed against the toy. Her shrieks of pain soon turned into loud moans of pleasure as her erogenous zones were stimulated (a phenomenon which was way beyond her understanding).

‘Aahs’ and ‘oohs’ filled the room as she gradually started enjoying what was done to her and soon, her thighs shook and her hips spasmed when her cunt exploded with another powerful orgasm which made her body go on a sensory overload. Exhausted and spent, she slumped on the bed as she trembled, while the dildo was slowly pulled out of her sore pussy pushed up in the air.

Tara rose to her feet, triumphantly looking down at the beautiful girl as she lay there tired. Her hair was in a mess but fell artfully on her back while her hands were still gripping on to the pillow and the edge of the bed. Meera turned around after a while and saw Tara standing there, her legs out of the strap-on harness. She beckoned her to come closer and Tara, smirking, crawled up on her once more.

Turning Tara over on her back and pinning her, Meera gets on top and straddles her friend. Tara raises her eyebrows, looking at her questioningly to see what comes next. Meera’s mouth envelops Tara’s firm breasts, sucking on it while the tongue rolled around her nipples.

Tara lets out a small moan and her eyes closed as she lets her body be used. She feels Meera crawl down her body and spread her legs wide open, pushing it up in the air. This girl doesn’t waste time, she thinks to herself as she feels Meera’s tongue teasingly licking around her labia. Tara was too turned on at this point to play any games, and her hand reached out to grab Meera’s head and push it against her open pussy.

Giggling, Meera parted her lips involuntarily and pressed it against the other’s vagina. Her tongue licked around and finally pushed into her as deeply as it could go, lashing against the walls of her pussy. Tara gasped, her hips pressing further down to get more of it inside her. Brief tremors ran down her body while her vagina turned wetter and wetter.

She felt the tongue brush against every part in her gash and she could only moan and push Meera’s head further against her. This encouraged Meera and her tongue surged up to her clit and clamped onto it with her lips and her tongue. Tara was on cloud nine as her hips buckled up urgently, driven by the amateur’s first attempt at eating pussy.

Meera slid her tongue into her clenched twat again, corkscrewing it around inside. This pushed Tara off the edge and her pelvis jerked as she orgasmed, sending a spray of cum all over Meera’s mouth. The latter grinned as her cunnilingus hit the target at the first try and felt a moment of satisfaction as she saw Tara quiver uncontrollably as she buckled up with her orgasm.

Both the girls lay next to each other, sweaty and hot after their first session of fucking; satisfied but tired. Tara suggested that it was almost time before people walked in and they should take a shower before the others came. Meera happily agreed and they went ahead to take a shower together, fingering each other to another pair of orgasms with their soapy bodies pressed against one another.

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Tara and Meera discreetly dated for the rest of their school lives. Their friends often doubted if they were ‘just friends’ but nobody really came to know about the truth. They couldn’t get their hands off each other when no one was looking, be it in a class full of people or the last row of the sparsely crowded auditorium.

But there was one thing they had both established, and which Meera now agreed to unhesitatingly: she did not need a man to fulfill her fantasies for sex.

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