Note: This is a stand-alone story that takes place after "The Nurse's Tale." If you like this one, please check out my other stories as well!
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Leia lay in bed naked. Her lights were off and the window was open a bit, letting a cool spring breeze into the room. She had taken a bath that night and her skin felt especially soft. Using her right hand, she ran her fingers through her blonde hair, down the cheeks of her perfect, young-looking face, then lower. She felt her full, warm, 34C breasts and breathed in sharply as she felt that her soft pink nipples had become hard with the cool air. Her fingers kept moving, pausing for a moment on her flat, firm tummy. She opened her thighs a bit and pushed her fingers lower.
She was absolutely, perfectly hairless down there--she had made sure of that during her lengthy bath earlier. Ever so lightly, she ran her middle finger down her slit. It was already wet. In face, it had been wet quite a lot in the past week. She pushed her finger in a bit, moaning softly as it entered her silky, warm pussy. She spread her legs wider and pushed her finger in more. Cherishing the feeling of her hot wetness, she teased her clit then moved her finger down to her hole. She pushed it in a little; it felt great, but she realized it wasn't what she was looking for. In the darkness, she blushed at her newfound interests. She brought down her left hand, letting the thumb push into her wetness and lazily start to play with her clit. The wet, warm middle finger of right hand pulled out of her pussy for a moment while she spread her legs as far as they would go. Then she put her finger back in, but only to wet it again.
Leia slid her middle finger even lower and felt as goosebumps appeared on her skin and her stomach felt anticipation: she was touching her asshole. Biting her lower lip, deeply, deeply ashamed that she enjoyed this, she wiggled and pushed her finger, feeling resistance at first. Then she moaned and the wet first knuckle of her middle finger was masturbating her ass. She pushed more and she quietly cried out in pleasure/pain as she pushed to her second knuckle. She started to curl and move her finger and let out a breath. The feeling was amazing, just like a week ago with... Leia's hips bucked at the memory of Nurse Green bending the girl over, fingering her ass, feeling her and humiliating her.
Continuing to finger herself, she realized that the nurse had done something else too, and the hand that was touching her clit came up to her perfect breasts. She tried pinching her left nipple, but her thumb was too slippery. Frantically she put her thumb in her mouth and sucked the juices off; this time, she was able to pinch her nipple hard enough to make her cry out, hard enough to make her wetter. She realized that her orgasm was building, and she started to move the finger in her ass faster and faster. She didn't care that this was wrong, she didn't care that a woman had done this to her a week ago; all she cared about was making herself cum. Very close now, she kept pinching and tightened her asshole around her finger, just about to--
"Leia?"
The naked high school senior jumped at the sound of her father's voice. She quickly pulled a heavy flannel sheet over her body, shoulders, and hands, and curled up. The door opened to the dark room and Leia was sure that her nakedness could not be seen.
"Princess? Are you sleeping?"
Sounding as sleepy and mildly irritated as possible, Leia said, "Daddy? What?"
"I'm home and I just wanted to say goodnight." He walked over to her bed and she prayed that the smell of her juices weren't in the air. He sat on the bed next to her. "Goodnight, angel," and with that he put his hand on her back and kissed her on the forehead. He rubbed once up and down her back and the girl closed her eyes. Then he did it again, a bit slower; in the darkness, Leia blushed because she now knew he could feel that she was naked. She was amazingly embarrassed, but found herself even more aroused by the embarrassment. Why did she feel like this? Why was she so different? There was an awful pause, then her father said, "Well, I'll leave you alone, pretty girl... goodness, 'pretty girl.' You're practically a woman." Her father cleared his throat awkwardly and stood. "Goodnight, Leia." She opened her eyes and he was gone.
The next day was a new marking period and Leia found herself back in the locker room after gym, changing from her sweatpants and t-shirt. She had just pulled off her shirt, revealing a fairly sensible poinsettia red bra, when she heard a familiar voice.
"Pardon me, ladies."
Before she turned around, Leia had turned pale. It was Rebecca Green, the 42-year-old high school nurse. Leia and Rebecca had not seen each other at all in the past week. In that time, the nurse had gone from shock and denial that she had violated a student, to being incredibly turned on by the memory, to near infatuation with the girl. A few times, in fact, Rebecca had shut the door to her inner office and had slowly and sweetly masturbated, thinking about the girl's panties, the smell of her hair, the sound of her cries of joy and pain, the feeling of her shaved, soft pussy.
There stood Rebecca, her rather curly brunette hair falling down onto the shoulders of her all-white uniform. She said, "I had just wanted to go over the results of your scoliosis tests from last week," she said to the girls. Of course, no one at the school (except for Leia, perhaps) knew how much Rebecca enjoyed her current surroundings. Seeing these sweaty, half-changed high school girls, Rebecca was in her glory. A closeted bisexual, Rebecca could feel her heart beating fast as she looked around the room: the way the green briefs with red trim curved snugly around the small butt of one petite girl, the way the breasts of a tall and somewhat chubby girl with curly blonde hair seemed to be overflowing out of a pink lace bra that was clearly a cup size to small, the way a third girl's curly dark black pubic hair was slightly showing out of the sides of her white panties. But most of all, Rebecca was excited from the reason she was there: Leia, looking so doe-eyed with a look that was sexy, vulnerable, and scared.
"I'm handing out passes with your names on them." She looked at Leia with a smirk, saying, "Please come at this time." Leia nodded, flushed and embarrassed.
Leia's pass was for ten minutes before the end of the school day. It made for a difficult wait, but eventually the time came. Her hands were shaking a bit as she left class to go to the nurses office. She wasn't sure what to expect; worse, she wasn't sure what she wanted. Would the nurse pretend nothing had happened? Would she try something again?
Rebecca smiled as she heard the door open: she knew the girl would come. Letting the smile disappear, she wiped the smile from her face and turned around. "Hello, Leia."
"Hello, Nurse Green."
"Please come into my office and we can discuss your results."
Leia followed her into the inner office. It was simple enough: a large desk, some filing cabinets, some pictures on the wall. She sat, trying to remind herself not to be nervous... trying to remind herself that she was an intelligent, active, college-bound high school senior in control of her destiny.
"Now," Rebecca said while smiling devilishly, "I don't mind saying you did well on your test last week."
Leia's face turned red and she looked down at the floor. Why was she enjoying this embarrassment?
"Leia, look at me." The girl raised her eyes. "You haven't told anyone about last time, have you?"
"No," Leia whispered. Again, she was embarrassed and looked down. Why hadn't she told anyone? It clearly was a violation in so many ways, it clearly had been so wrong.
"You... liked it then?"
"Yes." Why hadn't she just said no and left?
"Leia, look me in the eyes when you talk to me or get out of this office. You don't want that, do you?"
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