How a [F]rench virgin student went shopping for crotchless underwear with an older redditor and other shenanigans.

I’ve met a guy from Reddit. He knows who he is, he said he’ll pitch in at some point. 

It’s not unusual by itself, but let me remind you I was raised catholic. Not any catholic, mind you, the very traditional kind, the Fraternité sacerdotale Saint-Pie-X if you’re into this kind of thing. It is so catholic that the leader of the group was excommunicated by the pope for being too conservative. That means they celebrate the tridentine mass, so mass in latin, old style with the priest facing away from the faithful, singing, that kind of thing. I’m now in college in Paris, of course at the catholic university. I had to fight my parents a bit for this, because they wanted me to come back home. 

I’m French, and I posted some stories on reddit. I have been gently nudged towards openness. So far, I’ve shaved my kitty, gone without a bra home and to class, fingered myself in class, went to mass without underwear, got on some birth control (patch since the pill didn’t agree with me…). 

[F] listening to my flatmate being pounded by three guys left me a dripping horny less

I’m French, and I was raised catholic. Not any catholic, mind you, the very traditional kind, the Fraternité sacerdotale Saint-Pie-X if you’re into this kind of thing. It is so catholic that the leader of the group was excommunicated by the pope for being too conservative. That means they celebrate the tridentine mass, so mass in latin, old style with the priest facing away from the faithful, singing, that kind of thing. I’m now in college in Paris, of course at the catholic university. I had to fight my parents a bit for this, because they wanted me to come back home. 

I posted some stories on reddit. I got lots of support, some nice conversations and a few dick pics. I have been gently nudged towards openness. So far, I’ve shaved my kitty, gone without a bra home and to class, fingered myself in class, went to mass without underwear, got on some birth control (patch since the pill didn’t agree with me…). 

This week-end, I was horny, as usual. I did some things in church, and met a horrible guy that my mum seems to want me to marry. I might write about it another day. 

[F] Christmas mass without underwear

I haven’t posted in awhile. I’ve been poorly and busy. I’m still as horny as ever though…

I’m French, and I was raised catholic. Not any catholic, mind you, the very traditional kind, the Fraternité sacerdotale Saint-Pie-X if you’re into this kind of thing. It is so catholic that the leader of the group was excommunicated by the pope for being too conservative. That means they celebrate the tridentine mass, so mass in latin, old style with the priest facing away from the faithful, singing, that kind of thing. I’m now in college in Paris, of course at the catholic university. I had to fight my parents a bit for this, because they wanted me to come back home. 

I posted some stories on reddit. I got lots of support, some nice conversations and a few dick pics. I have been gently nudged towards openness. So far, I’ve shaved my kitty, gone without a bra home and to class, fingered myself in class, went to mass without underwear, got on some birth control (patch since the pill didn’t agree with me…). 

[F] On the relativity of slutiness, or how a catholic girl is trying to break free and finally fuck

Slutiness is relative, I think. Let me tell you where I come from, and why I feel like a slut. 

I’m French, and I was raised catholic. Not any catholic, mind you, the very traditional kind, the Fraternité sacerdotale Saint-Pie-X if you’re into this kind of thing. It is so catholic that the leader of the group was excommunicated by the pope for being too conservative. That means they celebrate the tridentine mass, so mass in latin, old style with the priest facing away from the faithful, singing, that kind of thing. 

As you can imagine, their vision of the role of women, and of sexuality, is rather conservative too. My parents, being bona fide members of that catholic splinter group, of course met at church, and have 11 children. I’m the third eldest, the first of six girls.  My parents decided very early on that their girls would receive their education within the group. Fortunately, or not, the Fraternité has some schools. I was enrolled there, in the girls’ boarding school, for many many years. The school was sweet, in the countryside, the teaching was good: all of us got their baccalaureat this summer. The school receives no State funding, so is free to choose its curriculum, within very broad bounds. As a result, our sex education concentrated on the role of women as wives, on the horror of extramarital sex, on the importance of modesty, submission, virtue and virginity.