My pussy was on fire as I screamed with delight as David fucked me until I was crying with joy. My back arched as his cock penetrated deep into my welcoming hole. I exploded with an earth-shattering orgasm as David's spunk from his throbbing cock, hit the back of my burning hot pussy like a bullet. "God," I thought to myself, life couldn't get any better than this. 

My name is Jane Stanley, a petite blond who attracts boys like flies but I have always been too blase and never inclined to have someone steady despite numerous offers. I am in my final year at the Blackwood school for girls, eighteen years of age, and David is my first proper boyfriend. We have only been going out for two months and last week, I am pleased to say I gladly surrendered my virginity to him. David is twenty-two, so so handsome and the most fantastic person I have ever met.

My best friend Debbie Smart introduced me to David, her cousin, while having a night out at the Slaters Arms. It was love and lust at first sight. Fortunately, David felt the same and it seemed the most natural thing in the world when we kissed goodbye. David took my phone number with the promise to ring me the next day. The result was nothing short of a fairy tale and I have never been so content in my life. 

Since the age of five, I have been friends with Debbs and have always been in the same classes at school. Debbie has been courting Mike for over a year, her steady boyfriend, with who she enjoys a rampant if unusual sex life.

We don't consider ourselves lesbians but more bisexual as we have been fucking each other for four months. Although we are the best of friends, nothing sexual had ever happened between us but I confess I found Debbie tremendously attractive and have since discovered she felt the same about me. 

Our relationship changed the day Miss James, our Headmistress, caned us severely with six stingers on our palms. We were well-behaved prefects, never in serious trouble until now, respected by teachers and pupils alike. On that fateful day, a fourth-year girl, Jenny Higgins, threatened Debb's cousin for looking funnily at her. Sioban came to us crying and told us what happened. We collared Jenny and told her in no uncertain terms to leave Sioban, Debb's cousin, alone, or she would have to answer to us. Jenny told us to fuck off and just as Debbs grabbed her by the throat, I grabbed her arms to stop her from retaliating. From out of nowhere, Miss James, of all people, appeared on the scene. 

She ordered the three of us to her study to await our fate. Miss James was right behind as she instructed us to enter her study. She heard our's and Jenny's version of the incident and told us she could see no alternative but punish all three of us. She said she would deal with Jenny now and ordered her to step forward and hold out her hand palm up. She caned each petite palm with two stinging strokes that seemed to slice her hand in half.

Although it was the first time I had witnessed a caning, it was somewhat surprising that I found it sexually exciting to see the beautiful Jenny with her palm held out, waiting to be struck by the stick in Miss James's hands. We were watching the cane stinging Jenny's hands as she shook with fright. Pain masked Jenny's gorgeous but contorted face as the tears flowed down her cheeks. She was crying out for her mummy to stop the stinging while begging Miss James for mercy. As the final stroke struck her tender palm with a crack, Jenny stamped her feet and waved her hands in the air to try to relieve the pain.

Miss James told her she hoped Jenny had learnt her lesson as she would always severely punish bullying at her school. The Headmistress added if Jenny were ever in her office again, the punishment would be infernally worse. Jenny was to report back to the study before she went home as she would have a letter for her parents detailing why she had punished her so severely. Missed James dismissed her and it was a very different girl who left the office with her palms stinging while tears were cascading down her cheeks than the confident young lady that had so bravely entered.

Miss James then turned her attention to the pair of us and said she was shocked by our actions and could only surmise the consequences if she hadn't been there to prevent further trouble. She told us to return home immediately as she would be contacting the school chairman of the governors and our parents to discuss what punishments we would receive. The head added that she was amazed, disgusted, and felt thoroughly let down that two of her most respected prefects had acted in such a disgraceful manner. She said that only our impeccable records and the circumstances might save us from being expelled. She added that it was a distinct possibility that could happen and as much as she regrets it, it still could. 

As we walked home with tears in our eyes, we were both distressed and could hardly talk. Debbie held my hand, gave it a loving squeeze and said she could not believe she was walking home with her best friend, hoping they would get a caning from Miss James. As we kissed, I told Debb how much I love her and had become very excited watching Jenny's caning. Debbie told me she had become so excited her knickers were still wet where she had cum.

We agreed whatever the outcome of the disciplinary action we faced, we were ready to take our relationship to the next stage. We stood in the street kissing with our tongues entwined and we both knew we wanted to fuck each other so much. As we reached my gate, Debbie took my hands in hers, kissed me and told me she loved me. She said she would ring me after Miss James contacted her mum and we knew what time we would be attending school. 

As I went to put my key in the door, my mummy was already opening it. She hugged me tightly and said she had spoken with Miss James on the telephone. Miss James said she had some sympathy for the situation I found myself in but emphasised punishment for bullying was unavoidable. She added that she had arranged to meet Mr Grove, the chairman, later and recommended we received a severe caning rather than being sacked. I had tears in my eyes as I told mummy I was dreading the cane but it would be infinitely better than the alternative, which could ruin my future. Mummy made me a cup of tea as she told me that Susan Debbie's mum had already rung her. They had both agreed that punishment seemed inevitable and warranted in the circumstances Miss James had described.

We were all to meet Miss James at nine-thirty in her office to discuss the outcome, to which they both agreed, hopefully, the cane and not being expelled would be the result. As I knew, she and Susan had been close friends since their schooldays. What I didn't realise was they had both been caned together for smoking in their final year. Mummy said Susan, Debbie's mum, had taken her punishment stoically while she had cried her eyes out, shouting and pleading for the caning to stop. She told me the pain was excruciating but soon subsided to a bearable level and they had rushed to the toilets to hold their caned hands under the cold tap for relief. 

Mummy said it was ironic that their daughters could be suffering the same fate together twenty years after Miss James had punished them. Trying to cheer me up, mummy took my hands, kissed both palms, and said it would soon be over. I suddenly thought like mother, like daughter, if the punishment was the same as Carol, my mum had received. 

We met the Smarts at the school gates and after the briefest of hellos, we quickly made our way to Miss James' study. Her secretary told our mum's to go straight in while we were to wait outside. Debbie held my hand and mouthed, I love you, Jane Stanley. I squeezed Debbie's hand and mouthed I loved her more and would prove it the next time we were alone. 

After half an hour or so, Miss James called us into her study to discover our fate. Our mothers were sitting waiting with anguished looks on their faces. I thought to myself; I'm getting expelled as tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't listen to Miss James as she lectured us. I was so scared she was sacking me that my mind switched off completely. Then I heard the words I never imagined I would be so glad to hear. You will receive six strokes of the cane just as your mothers had twenty years ago. 

I couldn't help but give a slight smile as Miss James said she was sorry it had come to this but she felt we were all relieved it was not expulsion. Our mum's had accepted the punishment was fair and deserved but opted to wait outside the study while the caning took place. As she walked out, my mummy mouthed to me, be brave; it will soon be over. 

The head called me out first for punishment. Miss James ordered me to hold out my right-hand palm up and told me I would receive three strokes on each palm. As the cane whistled through the air before striking my tender palm with a crack, I had never imagined anything could sting like this. I was determined to take my punishment stoically but couldn't contemplate that I still had five more strokes to come. The caning continued and I couldn't stop crying but despite my agony, I never once screamed out. 

As Debbie made her way to the front, I gave her what I hope would be a comforting smile, although my palms stung like never before. Seeing Debbie, my best friend, the girl I loved standing there with her arm out straight, waiting for her thrashing, sent all kinds of thoughts spinning through my head. My pussy was leaking, wetting my knickers as although I felt distraught about Debb's caning, I couldn't contain how excited I felt. 

Poor Debbie took her caning badly and was crying for her mum half the way through being punished. Each stroke seemed to strike those lovely palms harder than the previous one and Debbie's face contorted with agony as each stroke landed with a crack. Then it was over and our mum's entered the study. 

Debbie flew into her mother's arms while sobbing her heart out. Carol mouthed to me that she loved me and she was so proud that I had taken my punishment so stoically. Miss James reiterated she was sorry that it had resulted in this punishment but was sure, like her, they felt deja vu after Carol and Susan's caning twenty years before. 

When Miss James dismissed us, telling us to go home and return tomorrow with a clean slate, we rushed to the toilets to let cold water soothe our hands. Debbie showed me her striped palms as we inspected the damage. I could wait no longer. Thrusting my tongue into her mouth, I looked into her eyes and told her I would fuck her the first chance I had. We embraced and both confessed seeing the other punished had resulted in wet knickers. At that moment, I had never loved anybody more than I loved Debbie. 

We returned to our mothers, who told us they were going for a drink to reminisce about school days and to give us time to recover together. They told us they were proud of us and knew how we were feeling, having experienced the cane many times themselves. 

We were grateful for the opportunity that this threw up and as we entered my house, we could hardly contain our excitement. We rushed into my bedroom while ripping off our clothes and fell on the bed with our bodies moulded together. We thrust our tongues into each other's mouths while our fingers played with pussy and clitoris at the same time. As we orgasmed together, we swore undying love and I had never felt so contented as I did now. We greedily ate each other's pussies and sucked the clitoris until we exploded, shooting our love juice onto each other.

We both agreed; seeing our caned palms smothered in cum nearly made the punishment worthwhile. We agreed our love was the real deal and although she loved Mike, Debbie told me she wanted us to be an item. I readily agreed, and Debbie told me I was so beautiful it was only a matter of time to meet the man I wanted. Debbie told me what we had was very special but when I met the right person, I would love being fucked as much as she does. 

We dressed just in time as our mothers returned from their reminiscing with smiles on their faces. After making a cup of coffee, we had to show them our caned palms and they both laughed as they agreed Miss James had lost none of her skills. The next half hour was Carol and Susan telling stories of their schooldays and the canings they had both received. Neither of us realised our mothers had been punished at school and were surprised how often they had received the cane. 

When we arrived home, mummy hugged me and said I had restored the families honour as I had taken my caning with less fuss than Debbie had. She looked at my striped palms and told me it didn't seem it was twenty years ago Miss James had punished her hands. We kissed goodnight as mummy told me she loved me so much as I went to bed to dream of my angel Debbie. 

Now I was with David; I found it hard to believe it had only been a few months since my caning. Although Debbie and I were still an item, she was right when she said once I had found the man I wanted; I would love the feel of his cock inside me. I loved going to David's flat as we could be alone and, more often than not, we were fucking all night.

As we were lying back on the bed, I had just given David the best blow job he said he had ever had. I knew what I lacked in experience, I made up with effort. Debbie and David both told me my mouth, lips and especially my tongue must have been a gift from God as the ecstasy they felt was like nothing they had ever experienced before. Not bad for an inexperienced eighteen-year-old, who hadn't seen, let alone sucked a cock or pussy for that matter, three months before.

David said that as I was leaving school at the end of the month, had I decided what I would do. I told him Uni was a distinct possibility, and I was offered three interviews, all at good Universities. If I decided on working, my mother was a sub-editor for a renowned newspaper and there were numerous job opportunities for a girl with my qualifications. 

David told me he was so lucky to not only have the most beautiful girlfriend imaginable but one who was a model pupil as well. I told him I was a prefect and played hockey for Essex but I didn't have an unblemished record. He said he was intrigued and wondered what blemish someone so perfect as I could have to darken their reputation. I kissed him hard on the lips and took his cock in my hands. He took both my hands in his, looked into my eyes and asked me to reveal the blemish. 

I said it was only four months ago that, along with his beautiful cousin, I felt the cane six times on my tender palms when thrashed by our Headmistress. He couldn't believe the Headmistress had caned his cousin Debbie and me. He wanted to know what could have ever resulted in our punishment. I told him the story and the outcome we had suffered. Then much to my surprise, he revealed that Siobhan was his little sister. I laughingly told him he was responsible for my thrashing as his family caused it. 

His cock grew hard as he kissed me, sliding his fingers into my already wet pussy after I had become quite excited myself while relaying the tale to David. David seemed surprised that I felt the same as he did about the caning as he did. He said he felt sorry for the pair of us but had to admit that seeing us caned would have been a big turn on for him. I explained it was for us and we have never looked back since. 

I told him if you fuck me like never before and your performance is exceptional, I will reward you with something you could have only fantasised about happening. I will let you punish me with the cane that Debbie and I use on each other.

His face lit up as he gasped, "you and Debbie cane each other."

I told him, oh yes and a hell of a lot more but that is another story and not for today. 

I can only describe the sex we had as amazing as he made me explode again and again. We fucked, sucked and so much more until we were both registering empty. He asked me if that was good enough to warrant him punishing me as he kissed my lips and palms eagerly. As I kissed him back, I told him it was that good I might let him punish my arse besides my hands and put his cock where it had never been before. We fell asleep in each other's arms, blissfully happy and David no doubt dreaming of thrashing my bum.