Tales From Boarding School: A True Story. (#1)

When I (21 F) was a junior in high school, I began attending a military boarding school several states away from my home. I was a devious teenager so my parents weren’t sad to see me go, but going to boarding school was mostly my decision. I have always welcomed change. I have always been a small girl. Back then-just like now-I was short, skinny and tan, with small breasts and a large butt. I dyed my hair blue-black and drew skulls and upside-down crosses on myself with sharpies during class. Me and my friends snuck in alcohol and cigarettes at the risk of suspension (or expulsion after first offense).

There was a guy named Cam Hanover at my school. He was nice. We had talked a few times before, and he was one of the teachers’ sons. His hair was cut short like the other boys at the military school. It was dirty-blonde in color, and his skin was pale. I knew he was smart, and not straight-edge. He was a runner, and you could tell by looking at his calves. He wasn’t a boarding student, as he lived with his mother (who had been my teacher the previous year), Ms. Hanover in town.

Experimenting With a Friend at Husband’s Party (Part II) (FF) (Lesbian) (Oral)

I am kneeling on the bed, completely naked in front of my friend Pauline, who is also naked. I just finished making her cum, and she is still trying to catch her breath. This is my first time with a woman and I’m not disappointed. I lick her fragrant juices off my lips as she sits up. “Lie down.” She instructs. The bedside lamps are still on. Normally I feel insecure having sex under bright lighting but I can tell Pauline likes what she sees. She hasn’t stopped staring at my petite body.

As we switch places, we pause to make out again. I lie on my back and she gets on top of me, placing her left thigh between my legs. I feel her large, heavy breasts sink onto my body as I caress her skin, grabbing her ass and squeezing. Kissing harder, I grind my clit against her thigh, over and over. She reaches down, feeling around my vagina. “Don’t worry. You’ll get to come soon” she breathes into my ear. She sits up, beginning to kiss my neck and chest. She grabs one of my breasts and squeezes it tightly so that she can more easily suck on my puffy, pink nipple. Flicking one nipple with her tongue, she gently pinches the other nipple with her hand. It feels so good. Impatiently waiting for her to go down on me, I grab her hand and place it on my clit, grinding against it. “Mmm, you just can’t wait to cum, can you?” She teases. “It’s only fair” I respond. Smirking, she moves away from my breasts and kisses down my body. Pauline grazes her fingertips around my vagina while pressing her lips down my black landing strip of pubic hair.

A Dirty Deed at Husband’s House Party | Experimenting, FF

I am awoken from a mid-day nap to the sound of the front door opening. It’s my husband, Zachary. I was twenty years old when we first met, and he was twenty-six. He was so exciting to me then-he was older and more mature than the other guys I had dated. He was ambitious and successful. We were best friends and we did everything together… but twelve years is a long time. Now, he’s changed. He has become more distant. The things he wants are different from the things I want.

Even so, I have no intentions of leaving. I am happy with my lifestyle. My comfortable beachside home, trips to the spa and horseback riding. While I have had my own success in the working world, my husband is the breadwinner. In fact, he was promoted to Chief Financial Officer at his company today and we are planning a small party to celebrate this Saturday. Zachary taps his pen on the table as he ponders whose name to add to the list. “So far I’ve invited 2 of my co-workers, the Clavells, Jamie, and Rob. Who else should we invite? Hank and Pauline?” I nod in response. Hank is one of Thornton’s sailing buddies. His fiancé, Pauline is nice. We talk over text and meet for lunch occasionally, so I won’t mind seeing her at the party.

Barely Legal Small Town (18) Virgin Touches Herself For The First Time (Masturbation, F)

I am sitting outside on my parents’ dock with my eyes closed, feeling my skin absorb the rays of the sun. It’s another hot day in the small Missouri town I’ve been stuck in my entire life. I turned 18 this summer, and I still have no freedom at home. With a population of under 8,000 Christian fanatics, everybody knows each other. My father is white and my mother is Japanese-American, so I am somewhat more noticeable in our predominantly white town. My parents opened a family medicine practice in town together before I was born, so they are large figures in the community. Everyone knows my family-The Thompsons. I’ve never been as outgoing as my brother and sister, and both of them are married and living out of the house now. My sister is only one year older than me, but in a town that teaches abstinence-only sex education and encourages everyone to marry young, that’s nothing out of the ordinary. I think my parents are disappointed that I don’t even have a boyfriend yet. They won’t be home for two more hours… I’ll just go inside and use the family computer. Instead of giving each of us laptops, my parents purchased one expensive desktop for the family to share. This way, they are able to monitor everything we are looking at. Luckily for me, they don’t know how easy it is to clear the search history. My parents’ devotion to their faith causes them to be very strict about sexual behavior-no revealing clothing, and no being alone with boys.