Chapter 1
First Before I start writing this, I want to tell you why I am writing this. Two
reasons, first. - I want to document what has happen to me over the last 13
years. Second- maybe some girl thinking of becoming a nun like I did may just
think twice if she finds sex to be what she desires most in life like I do!
My name was Phyllis; I became an orphan at a very early age. My parents were
killed and a car crash, with no known living relatives, our family priest
arranged for me to go to a all catholic girls live in school. (Prep school for
girls that may want, or thought they wanted to be a nun).
I was 11 and soon to be 12. From the beginning moment I stayed at Saint Mary’s,
I fell right into the swing of things. After classes I liked to go to the
auditorium behind the stage and sit among the stage props. It was one of the few
places I found I could go to be alone. With a school full of 135 girls, over 100
Novice’s, 18 Nuns privacy was at premium.
During the summer months, the school would put on three different plays to keep
us girls busy. However, during the school year, the stage seldom got used, and
the front doors to the auditorium were always locked, the only way to the stage
was up through the tunnel door under the stage that went to the Laundry room.
I thought I was the only one who found the unlocked door. It was my secrete
place. I would go back, sit on in a chair or the couch and just relax, close my
eyes, and pretend I was in the play.
One day As I walked up the back stairs behind the curtains I heard a noise like
two girls giggling. I became very quite and listened very closely. I realized
that the two girls where on my couch, on the other side of the big heavy red
curtain.
Very quietly I moved right behind them and I found the opening so I could peek
to see what it was that had them making such strange exciting noises. When I
parted the curtains, I could see very clearly in to the stage area where the
couch sat, between the back and front curtains. I saw two of the older girls
that were going on into the order and become nuns that year after graduation.
Since I was 4 years behind them, I did not know their names at the time. One
girl was on her back, she had one leg up over the back of the couch, and the
other on the floor her panties were off, and I could see she had a dark patch of
hair between her legs.
The other girl was kneeling on the floor, and she had her hands rubbing the girl
on her back. Her hands were rubbing right between the girls legs. Her fingers
were every where in and around that black patch.
The girl on her back kept lifting her butt as if she was going after the hand
touching her. Every once and awhile, the girl on the floor that was touching the
girl on the couch, would lean forward and put her mouth where her hands had been
working. I t seemed like every thing she did, made the girl on the couch moan,
and moan and tell her to do it some more
As I stood above them peeking at them, I could see that what ever the girl on
the floor was doing caused great pleasure to the girl on her back. The girl on
the floor had her mouth working very fast and I could see her tongue as she was
licking and working on the other girls opening
the lips were parted and the dark bush was opened and I could see the pink inner
flesh all open and swollen. The girl on her back all of a sudden grabbed the
other girls head, and while holding it tight against herself kept saying, " Oh
fuck, eat it baby, eat it, don’t stop, don’t stop”
She held her face tight against herself and I swear I saw her grinding herself
against the others girls mouth, her hips were shaking and she made sounds I
never heard anyone make before. Then all of a sudden every thing slowed down.
Well I really should say the girl on her back slowed down.
The girl licking her slit, was going wild, and is anything; maybe she was
getting a little wilder. The girl on her back let go of her head, and moved her
hands under her bra, and shoved it up exposing her breast. Hers were larger than
mine, and I watched her as she pinched her nipples, she pinched them very hard
and kept pinching them as the other girl kept working between her legs.
I heard the girl on her back say "Fingers, use your fingers, Yea, that’s it,
right there" I could not help but wonder how it felt, the girl on her back kept
moaning and moaning, She started to raise her knees up and she raised them to a
point then she using her hands grabbed the knees at her knee caps and pulled her
legs up and more open. "Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, fuck that feels so good, it
feels sooooo good, Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus, yes, yes, but two in there to, yes, Oh
yes, Oh shit, fuck me, fuck me."
The girl on the floor was now using two hands and I could see the fingers of
both hands. She had them straight and I watched the hand on top, sliding in and
out of the girls open slit, slowly I am sure I saw three fingers standing above
them looking through my opening. I could also see the girls second hand doing
the same thing under the first hand. It was obvious to me she had the other
three fingers in the girls butt hole.
The girl on her back started to go crazy; I thought she was loosing her mind.
She was talking and acting like I have never seen a person act. All that came
from her mouth was "Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus, fuck me baby, fuck
me baby, fuck me baby."
If I could not tell that this was pure pleasure to the girl on her back, I may
have thought it hurt. But every now and then, she would add "Harder, Harder,
Deeper, deeper, Fuck me don’t stop"
Standing there I realized all of a sudden how my own area between my own legs
was feeling. It was very warm, as I stood there looking at them from above, I
also realized that the edge of the couch was just in front of me on the other
side of the curtain I could feel the edge level with my mound, I put a little
pressure against the couch, and the movement from the two girls made the couch
move ever so slightly. And what amazed me was, I could feel it move against my
own mound...
What also amazed me was, it felt good and I put pressure on it. I did not want
them to know I was watching them, so I did not want to do anything to cause them
to stop. I heard the girl on her back say :Oh Fuck, I’m coming, I’m coming" what
ever that meant to the girl on the floor I don’t know, but she started to move
her long fingers faster and faster in and out of the other girls opening. "FUCK
MY PUSSY FUCK IT, HARDER! AND MY ASSHOLE, FUCK IT FUCK ITTTTTTTT"
I watched as her body shook again. Pussy, Pussy, so that’s what it was called. I
was pushing my own pussy hard against the back edge of the couch and I could
feel something build between my legs that something started out just as a warm
glow, and then I was feeling sort of wet, I don’t know how I could tell I was
wet, it just felt real different.
I knew some how if I kept doing what I was doing, I just might get a real good
feeling something like I was watching.
The girl after a few minutes, started to slow her "fucking" as the other girl
called it, but she never stopped, in fact she slowed down to a very slow, pace,
it seemed she was trying to work another finger from each hand into each hole.
The girl doing the fucking said "are you ready Judy?" Well II found out the
girls name on the couch, she said "yes, do it" the girl doing the fucking
stopped, reached down, and held a green thing in her right hand, I looked at it
and looked before I realized it was a cucumber. It was maybe 4-6 inches long,
and a pretty good size around.
Then she reached for and brought up another thing that I recognized right away,
it was a big, fat carrot, the point was gone, and it looked as if it was made to
be about as long as the cucumber. All of a sudden I knew what they were for; she
was going to use them instead of her fingers.
I looked no, I stared, I kept grinding my pussy against the back edge of the
couch through the curtain, my own breathing was hard, I just knew they could
heard me, and my heart was pounding. I watched as the girl started to slide the
green monster in Judy, Not knowing what to expect, I felt something as Judy gave
out a long low moan, and I could see her raising her hips and shoving forward to
help the girl on the floor get it in her. "Oh Mary, Oh Mary, get it in get it
in" Judy help her knees and her legs wide open.
I could see it slide in, and then I saw the carrot disappear under it, I knew it
was sliding in her asshole. Mary was not going fast enough for Judy, Judy
started to raise her hips faster and moving them hard against Mary’s hands that
held the things that she was now fucking her with. It was nasty it was very
nasty, it made me shake wishing it was me on my back and Mary was doing those
things to me.
Mary started to rotate the cucumber and the carrot, she would slide one in as
deep as she could and then as she pulled it out, she would slide in the other to
the hilt. It did not matter what Mary did it was never enough for Judy. She
wanted more, she kept telling her "to fuck her, to fuck her good" I let go of
the curtain with one hand and I held open the tiny opening I was looking through
with my fingers.
I slid my left hand down and unbuttoned the top 4 buttons to allow my hand the
room to slide down past the waist and into my panties so I could touch myself as
I watched.
I was so surprised when I touched the crotch area, I thought for a minute I had
peed my self, because I was so wet. But, I realized I was way to slippery for
peeing my self, it was so soft, so slippery, so smooth. I moved my fingers up
and touched the top of my crack and I found a spot that when I touched it, it
sent something like a very lovely wonderful feeling down my legs, up my belly,
and into my brain. I kept rubbing and rubbing as I watched. I knew I must have a
hole like Judy did; I just had to find it... Up to that moment I just thought
pee came from the front and poop from the back.
God it felt so good, I had my hand down into my skirt and panties, and I could
smell myself. I found that hole I was looking for and started to push inn a
finger, it was hard at first and it started to hurt. I decided to continue, it
had to get better, and I just knew it. It hurt like hell at first, but just like
I thought, it started to feel real good. I never stopped watching Mary and
Judy.
I think Mary wanted to feel the way Judy had been feeling, she slowed down and
after a while she said "it’s my turn, come on, you promised" Judy said "OK, you
did it real good, now I’ll make it good for you" I stood there being as quite as
I could, I watched as Mary pulled out the two things and stuck the cucumber in
her mouth. "Hmmmm" she went, "you taste so good” Judy stood up her skirt and
panties where on the corner of the couch.
Mary took her skirt and panties off and laid them with hers. "First some good
old pussy eating, then today, you are going to get it in your asshole that is if
you still want it?" Mary turned, laid on her back and said "yes, I want it I
want to know what it is you feel when I do it with both" Judy said "Oh you will,
honey, you will, now lift up that legs"
As Mary lifted her leg her foot hit the curtain, I thought for a minute would
tough me and give me away. It did not. I watched as Judy started touching Mary
around the top of her slit. "Oh, my, Mary, your clit is all stiff and big"
So now I knew what that thing was called that I had found. It is a clit. "Your
pussy is all wet, you are so fucking hot aren’t you honey?" Mary said "yes, I’m
so hot, eat me, finger me, fuck me, make me cum "In my mind I was screaming
"MAKE HER CUM, MAKE HER CUM"
I watched as Judy started running her fingers all around Mary’s pussy, then I
saw how easily Judy slid three fingers into Mary, I looked for pain, but saw
none. All that I could hear was Mary breathing hard and saying ‘yes, yes, yes,
fuck that cunt, fuck it, God it is so good, fuck me, use the cucumber."
Judy reached for the green thing and I saw it slide into Mary so fast and easy.
Judy said "Jesus Mary, you are hot, do you want me to do your asshole today?"
Mary said yes, yes, but make me cum first, make me cummmmm, Oh shit here it
comes, I’m cumming, I’m cumming"
Mary was bucking hard against the cucumber fucking her, Judy was slamming the
thing all the way in deep inside and with her finger tips pulled it out, then
rammed it back inside. Mary said "Harder, Faster HARDER, HARDER, FASTER, FASTER
OH FUCK" she was almost yelling. She was so loud I thought someone may hear her
and stop them. This was something I did not want to happen.
After Mary started to relax, Judy pulled out the cucumber and put her mouth on
her open pussy, or cunt what ever it was called and she started to lick and suck
and make all kinds of noises. That only made Mary seem to want more. "roll over"
Judy told Mary, yes, now open those legs"
Mary had one leg on the floor (her knee) and the other with her foot over the
couch back. Judy put her face down between Mary’s ass cheeks and pulled them
apart.
I watched as she started to kiss the insides of her ass, and work to Mary’s
asshole. Then I saw her stick her tongue in Mary’s asshole. The response from
that was amazing, Mary was pushing up back against Judy. I saw Judy spit in her
butt hole and start to work a finger in side it. It took forever, and I also
think she was putting fingers under her into Mary’s cunt hole. Mary was moaning,
and moaning and moving her ass all around. It was obvious she like the feelings
that Judy was giving her.
Judy asked "are you ready for the second finger?" Mary said, "yes, do it, Ohhhh
that feels good, yes, nice and slow, yes, that’s it, ohhhh, not to fast" Judy
said "I’m not Hon, let me know if it is to fast. Remember, in this area, we have
to be very slow, it takes time for the butt to expand, but once it opens up, you
are going to love it"
I had never felt anything as wonderful as I was feeling with my finger sliding
in and out of my cunt hole. I could feel myself going someplace I never knew
before, it was making my mind float, my body shake, my desire for more even
stronger.
Somehow I just knew I should not be making myself feel the way I was doing, and
I also knew I should not be watching Mary and Judy. I knew that they did not
want to be seen because they were here in my secret hiding place with all the
known doors locked.
I wanted to feel what it felt like to have a finger in my butt, watching Judy
and Mary and the way Mary kept pushing back against Judy’s fingers made me
believe that it must feel good, why else would they do it, why would Mary have
used the carrot in Judy? It had to feel good! I pulled my hand from my slippery
wet hole and up my gash in front then I slid my hand to my ass searching with
my fingers as I watched, I spread my cheeks and found my butt hole.
Every so softly I played with my hole and every so gently I worked in first one
then two fingers all the time watching Judy doing the same to Mary right in
front of me. I watched as Judy now had three fingers in Mary, Judy paused long
enough to reach for the cucumber again and put the head right at Mary’s hole in
her pussy. I watched as Judy slowly pushed it in, and she kept fingering Mary’s
asshole with her fingers.
"OH SHIT" Mary said, "yes, yes, do it. Fuck me. Fuck me" I could see Judy
looking around on the couch for something and when she saw it she pulled out her
fingers from Mary’s asshole, grabbed the carrot, and slide it back inside of
Mary in one smooth motion. All I could hear from Mary was a deep deep moan,
Judy started to fuck Mary with both things at the same time. Instead of rotating
them like Mary did to her, Judy slide them both in deep together, and pulled
them out together. Mary was bucking back against Judy and since she was on her
hands and knees, she bucked back with force.
Watching I actually think I saw Judy just holding the things in one place and it
was Mary that was doing the fucking by moving herself back and forth. Mary
started a long low moan that started to grow louder, Mary was making noises I
never have heard before in my life.
When Mary was bouncing back and forth, she was slamming into Judy’s hands
holding the things fucking her. My own fingers felt absolutely wonderful in my
own asshole, I could not help but wonder what it would feel like to have the
carrot or cucumber in it? I wanted so badly to let go of the curtain and use my
other hand rubbing my front so that I would have fingers working both holes at
the same time. But, I did not want to miss any moment of what I was watching.
Several times Mary would stop when she pushed back and she would sort of shake
then she would move some more and shove back and moan some more.
After a 4 times, Mary leaned forward and laid on her tummy. Judy moved up behind
her and started kissing her ass, her back and as she moved up, Mary turned over
so Judy could kiss her on her mouth.
It was Mary that spoke first. "we better get out of here, before they miss us."
Judy said "yea, lets go, wipe these off, and put them back" Mary grabbed the two
fuck things , sprayed them with a spray bottle, wiped them off with her skirt
and lifted the center cushion. She laid them there and replaced the cushion.
Judy said "come on, lets go."
Mary quickly got up and went over to Judy, they kissed one more time and I saw
Mary reach down and lift up Judy’s skirt. Judy did not put her panties back on.
Judy reached for Mary and I saw that Mary was not wearing any panties either . I
looked around on the floor and on the couch, I could not see any. I thought to
myself, maybe they did not wear any in here. I could not wait for them to leave.
My heart was racing, I wanted to try their things, I want to use them in me. I
want to feel like I saw they made them selves feel. After they left I pulled out
my fingers from my asshole, grabbed the top of my skirt, and walked through the
curtain to the couch. I lifted the cushion and pulled out the two things. I
brought the cucumber to my nose and took in a deep breath, I could smell that
they both left the sent of sex on the now clean cucumber.
I did the same with the carrot and smelled the smell of musk. I put them on the
couch just long enough to take off my panties, lay down on my back on the couch,
and start fingering my cunt sliding fingers in my slippery wet hole. With my
other hand I reach around and start to finger my asshole some more. I am
determined to feel the pleasure that I just watched Mary and Judy have. I pick
up the green warm cucumber and bring it to my self.
I know it can go in I saw it go in Mary and Judy, but they are older, bigger, I
wonder if it is to much, if I am to young, maybe to small, I wonder if it is
going to hurt like it did when I first put my two fingers inside?
All the time I am thinking these things I am trying to get the end into my hole.
I want to feel it in me .I feel the pressure, it is hard to pull the end in, I
can feel my self stretching, I am glad it is not one of those fat ones I have
seen, but it still seems to big to get in, slowly I can feel my hands coming
toward my belly, I know it is going in, I can feel it starting to fill me, I can
feel the area between my legs, it feels like I have a log between them.
Yet, How do I describe it, I feel something else, something more, it is a
feeling of being on a pole. Yet it is not hurting like I thought it may. I know
I am very slippery and it is because of that that the thing slides in so easy. I
feel all warm between my legs, it feels good, I realize that it is starting to
feel similar yet different than when I was using my fingers inside .It is
feeling better, stronger, much more intense, I realize my breath is a lot
shorter, a lot faster, I start to move the thing in and out now just like I saw
the other girls do it.
Oh Shit, it is starting to feel good, real good, no Wonderful, NO better than
that.. I find I can move it in and out very easily and it feels so good. Ohh
God, it is good, It is good, Oh shit I can’t breath, I can’t breath, Oh shit,
fuck me, fuck me I am sliding it in and out as fast as I can, yet it is not
enough, it gives me a feeling like nothing I have ever felt before in my life. I
want more, much more, I don’t’ want to stop, I want this feeling to last
forever.
I feel something building and building it is making my legs shake, my body is
shaking, Oh this feeling , my belly is pulsing, it is sucking in the green
thing. I feel my cunt pulse, it is throbbing in a way that feels so good.
Higher, and higher, better and better.
Now I know why Mary went so crazy, I can hardly control my self, I can’t control
my breathing, my body or my hands every thing is working for one goal. It is to
make my body feel wonderful, to make me feel better than anything in my life has
ever made me feel before.
Doe’s it ever stop I wonder to my self, will I ever get to any kind of a peek?
I can’t help but wonder if it gets any better and I no longer think that, and it
feels even better. It is like a wonderful exciting ride that never ends and only
gets better and faster wanting you to desire more and more.I feel it, all of a
sudden it hits it is so great, so hard so moving I am paralyzed, my legs clamp
shut, my hands hold the thing in me, I shudder, I feel like my mind is melting.
Slowly ever so slowly it starts to drift down, back down, after a long while I
realize what I did, I some how know I should never tell anyone of this, as I lay
on the couch my legs relax, and I feel sore between my legs almost to the point
of hurting I can feel my breath returning to normal, It must take me 15-20 mins
to relax and drift back to reality. I feel the thing slide out of me between my
closed legs and my body feels so relaxed, just like it was a tight rubber band
that had just been let loose.
Getting up, I could not help but wonder what that stuff tasted like that made me
so wet. I tasted myself I am sweet, Hmmmm so sweet. I had no idea what time it
was, I know it must be close to supper time, yet I could still hear the girls
out side playing, I knew I did not have to rush. Taking my time I grabbed my
panties that were on the floor, and wiped down the warm green thing and put it
back under the cushion with the carrot.
After what I just went through I decided to wait for another day to try it.
Looking at my panties, I wondered what it would be like to not put them back on,
after all Mary and Judy did not have any on when they left, I wondered if they
even had any on when they came on to the stage.
Taking my panties I balled them up and put them in my pocket. They were all wet
anyway, and I am sure it would not have felt to comfortable putting them back
on.
I had a lot to think about and as I walked back to the laundry room door through
the passage, I wondered if Mary and Judy were going to become nuns? If it was
all right for nuns to do what I saw them do.
Did the nuns working here at the school do those things? Did they touch them
selves? My mind was racing with ideas, questions. Walking past the dirty cloths,
I pulled out my balled up panties and dropped them in the bin.
Sister Mary Jeans Struggle
Chapter 2
Living here at Saint Mary’s we all had to do our chores to help out everyone
would be assigned different things and of course we all got rotated between them
all. The chores I really likes was working the laundry room and the kitchen. The
outside chores (the yard, flowers and stuff like that) I did not care for. When
ever I was given one of those I would trade with another girl and take her
laundry room detail or kitchen detail. The house cleaning inside I sort of
liked, only because it allowed me to look around other places in the
School/Convent We even had a tool shop for our outside tools and things.
It was during the times in the laundry room that allowed me the most time to go
watch the two older girls that also used the stage for their own private secret
place. The days I would not have the laundry room, I would always hurry to get
done so I could go watch them. Because they also had chores, it seemed as if we
were always free for close to a hour and a half before supper. So by 3:30 every
day I made it my schedule to sneak in through the laundry hidden doorway and go
on up to the stage.
Only now as every day progressed, I would live to see what they would do next.
Since they obviously had been doing this for a long time, they had all kinds of
lovely nasty things they did. With things. I remember the second time I watched
them (the next day) they did something a lot different. When I got close enough
to the stage I could hear them talking and giggling. I just knew I had times it
right. I slowly made my way to the back curtains found the opening and peeked in
over the couch again.
They were standing in front of the couch and like the day before the front stage
curtain was closed giving them what they thought I am sure privacy. I watched as
they looked at each other and then gently kissed, embracing each other.
I watched as they both started to caress each others breast. Theirs were so much
larger than my little ones. The way they were moaning, made it obvious to me
that what they ere doing to each other felt good to them. So I held the curtain
with one hand and with my other, started to touch my small breast, I found it
felt different, and yet nice, some how, it made me tingle a little between my
legs.
Mary was the first to bring down her hand and start to raise up Judy’s skirt,
and just as I suspected Judy was not wearing any panties. I watched as Judy move
and opened her legs for Mary’s finger to touch her. It did not take long before
Judy brought down her hand and groped for Mary’s skirt lifting it. And just like
Judy, she was not wearing any panty’s. I don’t know who it was that moved, but
they moved over to the edge of the couch. Some how, Judy ended up on her back on
the couch, and
Mary laid on top of her, only she moved around and she put her head between
Judy’s legs and her mouth went to Judy’s pussy. As if they were thinking as
one, Judy was pulling Mary’s legs over her head and was hungrily licking at
Mary’s gash.
I moved a little to get a closer look, I have never seen another girls gash let
alone this close and in this position. I could see how pink it was, how it
glistened from her wetness, I could see her pink / brown butt hole. and I could
see it flexing as Judy licked her. I could see how the lips around her opening
were all swollen, and I could see an opening right in the middle of her gash. It
was like a small dark hole.
Judy hand her hands and arms wrapped under Mary’s hips and was pulling her gash
hard to her face. She even pulled herself up to lick Mary’s butt hole.
She must have stuck her tongue inside it, because what ever she did made Mary’s
moan very loudly and she then attacked Judy’s gash in the same manner.
I could stand it no longer, I slowly moved my hand from my nipples and slid it
down to my skirt. I undid the buttons again and unzipped it. This allowed me to
slide my hand down inside my waist down into my panty’s and I touched that
lovely spot I had found the day before. Just like the day before, I was all
slimy, I was so slick and it was so wet between my own swollen lips.
I ran a finger up and down that little bump I would learn later was called a
clit. And I would slide a finger inside my own hole. Oh how I had wished I had
something to put in me to get that feeling I got yesterday using their cucumbers
and carrot. It was then I decided I would get my own small cucumber from the
kitchen as soon as I was able to get one for myself.
I watched as Judy while licking Mary’s slit and every now and then sucking on
Mary’s own little bump (I would find out many years later it was called a clit.)
when ever Judy did it, Mary would grind her self into Judy’s mouth. And moan. I
watched as Judy brought up her hands and started to slide one finger in her open
wet gash. and Judy also slid one finger into Mary’s butt hole also. From where I
was standing, I could not see what Mary was doing to Judy, I can only imagine
she was doing the same to her.
I watched as Judy would raise up her legs and also moan out loud. As I watched I
saw Judy change from one finger to using two in Mary’s two holes, and she was
moving them both very fast. I could not help myself, I had to get that same
feeling, I fingered my self now very fast and I could feel myself starting to
climb that wonderful feeling of a climax.
I wanted to moan myself. But I did not want to give myself away, and I wanted to
watch the two girls so I could learn more nasty things. I have to tell you, at
this point in my life, I was not told what I was watching or what I was doing
was considered nasty. Somehow I just knew it was, and knowing that made me want
to do it more.
Somehow it made it much more exciting more intense. I could feel that lovely
feeling starting to come on fast, I stared at Judy fingering Mary’s two holes,
Judy was fucking her hard and fast, they were both making hungry wanting noises.
My legs started to shake my tummy was feeling tight, my head feeling light. I
breathing fast and hard biting my lower lip hard I wanted to cry out how good I
was feeling. The feeling is so intense, I started feeling a throbbing between my
legs that only got stronger with each movement of my fingers. I try to rub my
clit and to slide my fingers in and out of my wet hole all at the same time. I
want to use both hands but I don’t want to miss watching Judy and Mary going
wild with their own fun.
I watch as Mary’s ass starts to shake and as it and Mary ass is humping up and
down as it shakes. Judy pulls out her fingers from Mary’s wide open gash, and
puts her mouth there. While she still is fingering Mary’s asshole she is
licking, sucking and caressing Mary’s gash with her lips and mouth. Oh how I
wish I could feel what that felt like. I just knew it must feel good, I am sure
it feels better than with just fingers touching and rubbing.
It had to feel good with the way Mary was moaning and whimpering. I could hear
her, it was almost like she was crying yet maybe it was more like wining. She
kept saying between her moaning and crying out for more things like "eat it,
finger it, fuck me, suck it, faster, faster, I’m coming, don’t stop, harder,
harder" This told me she loved what Judy was doing to her. I wanted it so bad I
placed myself in her position it was me squatting over Judy, it was me that Judy
was licking, eating and fingering all at the same time.
I had another strong climax. My fingers were so wet, my once very tight hole was
now open and so wanting. It was like my own gash could not live with out my hole
being touched.
It was easy at this point to slide my two fingers in and out, I wanted to put
three in as I was watching Judy fucking Mary with three in her asshole. Once I
started to climax and shake, it was never ending, I would start to feel my body
relax, feel it start to, (for lack of a better description) come down from that
wonderful mountain high I went to. However just as it seemed I was almost ready
to relax, I could feel my body start to tense all over again.
I could feel my gash start to throb all over again, to feel my legs shake, my
belly feel all warm, my nipples so sensitive touching my blouse (I had not
started to wear a bra yet) I stood there watching as Mary and Judy seemed to
slow down, they were resting as I was going wild wanting to keep this feeling
going. I knew it would be only a matter of time before I gave my self away. I
did not want them or anyone to know what I was doing to myself and how I made my
body feel so wonderful.
When I felt myself start to come back down to earth for the fourth or fifth time
I made myself pull my fingers and hand from my crouch I let go of the curtain
and buttoned my skirt back up. Slowly so I would not make any noise, I backed up
and left the stage, I went to the tunnel and walked to the laundry room. Before
I opened the door, I quickly took off my panty’s again.
Why I did it I am not sure, I only know that it feels real good to walk with
them off and with that slick wet feeling between my legs. Walking into the
laundry room I again toss them in the dirty cloths bin. I have to pee real bad,
and I head to the toilets. In our bath rooms we have a 10 sinks facing each
other with a shelf between the sinks. We have 10 stalls with doors and 10
separate showers. I head for a stall.
Sitting down I let it go, What a relief, as I sit there, I picture the two
girls on the couch. I can see the fingers sliding in and out, I can see Mary’s
ass moving up and down, grinding into Judy’s face. I could see them so clearly
in my mind.
Sitting there, I opened my legs and started to touch myself some more. Oh it
felt so good. I wanted to have that small cucumber to use or that carrot I used
the day before. I looked at the toilet paper holder, I wonder if I can get the
paper off, and get the wooden stick off, it looks the right size, I feel very
excited, I can’t wait to try it. I get the roll off, and then the wooden stick.
Sitting there I slide it in me, Oh it feels so good, I expected it to hurt me
just a little, but it did just the opposite., it slid in so easily and felt so
wonderful, as I sat there I leaned back opened my legs and fucked my hot little
gash nice and slow. Talk about a sensation, I could feel every stroke all over
my body. With two fingers I held the wooden pin, and closing my eyes I felt
Judy’s fingers fucking me. It was her fingers moving so slow in and out. It was
her hand holding the wooden stick.
I wondered what it would feel like if I touched my clit at the same time, using
my free hand, I reached down, and it felt like an electrical shock as my fingers
found my little clit. It is so sensitive, I must have looked a sight, if anyone
would have seen me, I would have died.
However all I kept thinking was. Come, Come, make it feel good, nice and slow,
nice and deep, one sensation fighting the other. One great feeling from the
wooded stick, and the other great sensation from my fingers. The two different
feelings were becoming one.
My body started to shake and convulse, my groin area was throbbing, I could feel
this deep warm feeling everywhere in my body. My climax’s were getting stronger,
and the stronger they became, the more I wanted.
I heard the dinner bell, and knew I had to go to the dinning room for the
evening meal. My time for the next 4-5 hours would be strictly regimented. I had
to go.
Very slowly I pulled out the wooded stick, and I carefully wiped it off. I put
the roll of toilet paper back on it and put it back on the wall. I took some
paper and wiped the insides of my upper thighs. I did not want to wipe the area
of my gash, I wanted to still feel that slipperiness down there
Standing up I flushed the toilet, unlatched the door, washed my hands and went
to the dining room.
Our Dining room was very large, and the only sounds you could hear were the
sounds of metal trays and utensils We did not talk in the dining room, we were
to thing of Vespers the started 1 hour after supper. Since my job today was to
work in the kitchen cleaning the dish’s I would have to eat and start working
right away to make vespers. I ate and I kept looking around trying to see If I
could find Mary and Judy eating their supper.
I never saw Judy, but I did see Mary, her face was beaming, and she had a smile
that made her look beautiful. Since we were not in the convent part yet we did
not have veils. All the girls on the Novices side wore them from the time the
started into the convent training until they get their finial nuns habit.
I guess they always wore them except when they went to bed. They had different
types, but that has nothing to do with this right now. We students sat all
together and the nuns sat on there side of the dining room. I ate and took my
try to the trash window, cleaned it and went to work in the kitchen.
Today I was to empty the dishwasher, we never spoke (it was frowned upon to
speak between the dinner bell and call to vespers) every one knew what to do,
and it all went smoothly as a well practiced play.
Time went by, and I was so busy I forgot all about the pleasure I had newly
discovered.
The Kitchen was clean, and we all folded and put away our aprons. We no more
than finished when the Call to vespers chimed (something like a door chime)
Going into chapel I pick up the white veil from the basket and place it over my
head and tie it under my chin. (everyone has to wear a veil in chapel) I
started to think of that feeling I had in the toilet stall, how using my fingers
and that thing in me brought me the strongest climax yet.
I went in and took the end seat of pew, I knelt down folded my hands and closed
my eyes. All I could see was Judy and Mary on the couch, I could see them as
they were the day before using the carrot and the small cucumber. I could see
myself standing there watching, and touching myself.
I know I should be thinking of Mother Mary, and how I should strive to be like
her. Did she ever feel like I do? I don’t think so. I should be praying, but the
only thing I wanted to think about was those nasty thoughts. I hear the rosary
being started, I take my rosary from my pocket and I stay kneeling. I did
something I knew I was not to think of such things. I started looking around at
the other girls then over at the Novice’s going through the convent and at the
Sister’s that sat up front that ran the school and convent.
I could not help but wonder if any of them felt like I do, How many here were
not wearing panty’s how many thought of the things I was thinking. Most likely
none of the nuns, I tried to see Judy or Mary, I knew they were there, but I
could not find see them. I wondered if they put panty’s on before coming to
chapel. I just know I am a sinner, I know that if anyone found out I would be
mortified
I felt a tap on my shoulder, I was brought back to reality Sister Mary Agnes
asked me if I was all right? I looked around and saw everyone was standing, and
I was kneeling. I looked at her and said "I wanted to say another rosary, and I
was just praying"
She said "Pray your rosary tonight, right now we are at vespers" (I told you,
the were sticklers for order every thing had to be done every time, exactly the
same way.) I stood up and forced my mind to get back on what I should be doing
It is very hard when my body is saying one thing and my mind is saying another.
After Vespers, we all shower clean up and get ready for bed, before going into
the big bay dorm, I checked the bulletin board to see where it was I had chores
for tomorrow. I saw I had out side clean up. I went to my bed, and sat on the
edge waiting for the night prayer. Again, we are not to be talking at this time.
We are to be reflecting on the day, and preparing ourselves for prayer.
Sitting there I kept thinking of how disappointed I was that I would not be able
to get inside to go the hiding place (I can’t say it was mine alone anymore) I
knew that the out side clean up was always the longest chores, and we always had
to work right up until it was almost time to eat. We would be excused just long
enough to clean up before supper.
Sitting there I looked around me, all the other girls were sitting there, no one
talking, I looked at each one face that I could see, and I wondered if she ever
did anything like what I had done, or like what I had seen. Somehow, I knew that
I was the only one with this problem. In my section we are all the same age 12
going on 13. We were all allowed to have one stuffed toy on our beds and mine
was a teddy bear. I held it while I waited and I wondered what it would feel
like to rub one of the arms or legs against myself between my legs.
I heard the buzzer for our bay, it was time to kneel and say our night prayers.
I knelt down and could not get my mind off of how it may feel to have the thick
brown teddy bears leg between mine. I was disappointed with my self for not
getting into the vegetable bin and looking for a small cucumber like Judy and
Mary had in the couch.
With my mind on all the nasty stuff I did not notice that all the other girls
were getting up and getting in bed one by one.
My eyes were closed and I was picturing myself in the toilet stall, remembering
how wonderful it felt when I climaxed. Trying to relive every detail of it in my
mind. I started to hear some talking and it brought me back to reality, I opened
my eyes and found I was the last girl kneeling, and I got up and got under the
covers. Sister Mary Bernadine stood by to make sure everyone was accounted for
and we were all ready for sleep. (She is in charge of our sleeping bay, sort of
like a home room teacher only live in) her room is at the end of our bay. She
sleeps there and not in the nun’s sleeping area.
It was not long before the lights were turned out, and I always found it easy to
drop off to sleep, Our days all started very early, This night was different, I
had been thinking about that wooden toilet paper holder and how wonderful it
felt, I could not just drop off to sleep. I reached down between my legs, opened
my legs and touched my self, God, I was so wet and it felt so good. I decided to
try and see if I used my bear’s leg, if it would feel good or not.
I turned on my side and put the bear down between my legs. I found that if I
just laid on my side with the bears main body against me, it felt best. Once
there, I started to sort of move my hips and the bears body would in turn rub my
gash, and make that one spot tingle soooo good.
I climaxed many times and fell asleep. When I woke the next morning, Puggy (my
bear) was still between my legs, I was clamped around him very tightly. It was
still dark outside and the morning buzzer had not sounded yet.
I knew almost every one else was still sleeping, I started to move my hips
again, "How nice" I thought to myself, "to go to sleep with that wonderful
feeling and to wake up to it"
I was right at the edge of a climax when the buzzer sounded and the lights came
on, talk about a eye opening experience. I froze, slowly I pulled up Puggy
hoping no one saw me pull him up from between my legs. I pulled down my long
flannel night gown and got out of bed, knelt down and said my morning prayer. Or
I should say I knelt down thinking to my self "just one more minute, one more
minute, I could have finished, I would have been there"
I was truly disappointed. My bottom ached, I wanted to finish in the worse way.
After prayers, it was every girl for herself, we would all move fast to the
toilet stalls to pee.
This morning I hurried not to pee, but to have the privacy to finish what Puggy
and I started. I had to stand in line and when it was my turn, I locked the
door, sat down, opened my legs and went to work with one hand I rubbed my little
button and with the other I put a finger in me, I wanted that double feeling
again. It did not take me long (I thought) but then I heard a knock on the door.
"Come on Phyllis, hurry up, I got to go too" It was Maggie, My climax was just
finishing and I had not peed yet, I said I would be right out, and I peed.
I went
to the dressing room and took my socks, skirt, blouse, and shoes. I did not take
any panty’s, I wanted to go the day with out wearing any, (just like Judy and
Mary do.
After dressing, we went down to Mass and then the dining room, I have to tell
you, it was like a getting hooked on the best thing I have ever had or
experienced. The more I wanted. I did not know it at the time, but I was more
than "hooked" sitting down to eat breakfast before giving thanks, I was looking
at the fruit bowl and kept looking at the bananas they were all way to big.
Maybe if I peeled a small one?
After the prayer I asked them to pass the fruit. I choose the smallest one and
stuck it in my skirt pocket. Since I was on the outside chores today, I had to
return to our bay, and help clean up,
I went back and went straight to the toilet stalls, I peeled the banana and
found it still to big to try and put inside me and on top of that, it was to
soft (to ripe) So I just ate it.
I went out and went to brush me teeth and comb my hair. When I picked up the
hair brush, I felt the handle, it was small, almost the size of the small
cucumber and the carrot, no, it was bigger than the carrot. I slipped it in my
pocket and hoped no one would notice, I returned to the stall, I spit on the
end, opened my legs and found that I was as wet as ever. I put the end against
my opening and found that it slid in as easy as the small cucumber.
Pulling it into myself, it felt so filling, so hard and so good, I again
rubbed that wonderful little button that gives so much pleasure, and holding the
brush’s of the hair brush, I moved the handle in and out slowly, very slowly as
the feeling got stronger, needles to say I moved it just a little faster as the
feeling got stronger and I could feel myself climbing that lovely mind melting
mountain.
I was lost in my lust to get that feeling. I lost track of time, of where I was,
who I was, all I could think about was that feeling, Oh that feeling. I did not
hear the buzzer for moving to the classrooms, I could only think of what I was
doing and the effect it had on me
I heard Sister Mary Berdine’s voice, and her knocking on the stall door.
"Phyllis, are you in there?" she asked. I could hear her voice, but I did not
want to stop. I knew I had to and I knew I could not let her know what I was
doing. "Honey, are you all right?" she asked again.
I managed to tell her I had the runs, and my tummy felt funny. Well, it did, it
felt real funny, every time my gash would throb and I would shudder, my tummy
sort of bounced in and out. So I was not really lying about that part. I heard
her say "OK, when you come out well go down to the infirmary and have Sister
Kelly check you out" She is the convent nurse.
I heard her leave, and felt I better hurry and hide my brush before Sister found
out I was not being totally honest with her. I stood up, smoothed out my skirt,
straightened my blouse put the brush back in my bathroom bin and walked out to
the bay to get Sister from her room.
Sister Kelly examined me and said to go to class. I did, and I could not wait
until I could go out to the shed. I knew I would find something in there that I
could try out next.
Sister Mary Jeans Struggle
Chapter 3
Class’s all day were very slow, Math, History, English, Religion, Science, PE
all crept by. The only thing I thought about all day was what could I use and
what may be in the work shed that I could use and stick in me that may give me
that wonderful feeling again. Even in the classrooms I saw all kinds of things
I wanted to try and use. Especially in Science class, we have glass tubes I
kept thinking that some would fit, but they seemed to be so thin. But there are
some nice fat stirs.
A couple other things that caught my eyes was, when we went to Chapel and I
saw the smaller candles. I saw some that I just knew that If I could get my
hands on may just fit.
I know my mind was were it should not have been, I had that feeling on my
mind, I wondered what it would feel like to have Judy or Mary licking me. Oh I
bet the tongue would be softer that my finger. Walking out to the shed I could
hear Mr. Johnson’s was barking we are all afraid to get to close to Mr.
Johnson’s stuff because of his big dog. It is a Collie and his name I think is
Buster. Sister told me I was to work in the rear flower garden, to use the hand
hoe, and take the weeds out. I know the hands tools are on the side of the
shed, but I wanted to go inside and look around.
Buster did not scare me with his barking, we made friends about a year ago when
I first got here, in fact I would run off and hide just talking to him. He was
a good listener and friend. I wanted some privacy and I knew I would have it
there. That is if Mr. Johnson was not there. But being the maintenance man, he
was always working in the building. And the last time I saw him today he was in
the boiler room working.
Going in the shed door I saw Buster, Mr. Johnson had him tied up, he knows that
we girls have to from times to time go in the shed for shovels and other stuff
when he was not around. And if Buster was loose, most of the girls would not go
inside because they were afraid of him. I was very happy to see Mr. Johnson was
not in here. I walked over to Buster and squatted down and gave him a big hug.
He was wagging his tail so hard, his whole body was moving. He licked my face
and wined as if he was telling me how happy he was to see me. Hugging him I
said "Hi Buster, how have you been boy, look, you lay down, I have to find
something" I got up and saw all the tools laying around, lots of things caught
my eyes, first were all the smooth wooden screwdrivers of all sizes, then the
different handles on the hand tools.
I picked up this one screwdriver with the perfect size handle, it was fat at
one end and then smaller and smooth. It looked the size of the small cucumber I
used, and maybe a little bigger than my hair brush handle. The only chair in
the shed was at Mr. Johnson’s desk, I really had no idea about positions or
different ways to do my self at the time, so far every time used the cucumber
and the hair brush I was sitting down. I walked past Buster who was laying down
watching me and sat on the edge of the chair, I opened my legs, lifted my
skirt, and started rubbing myself. Buster laid there looking at me. I had been
waiting all day for this, and it did not take much to make that wonderful
pleasure too raise up and take me away. When the first wave hit, I could not
move my fingers fast enough.
I slid first one then two fingers in myself, I did something different this
time, and it felt great, as I pulled my fingers out I slid them up my wet gash
up over my little button that was so sensitive. Then I ran them back down and
inside. Wow, did that ever feel good. I closed my eyes and went away in pure
pleasure wave after wave of marvelous pleasure made my body shake.
It was time for that handle, I opened my eyes and Buster was standing right in
front of me. He was watching me, and he cocked his head to the side. I said
"watch me Buster, watch me, it feels good, to bad your a dog, you don’t know
what your missing" I brought the handle to my hole and it slid in so easy, and
the way the handle was, I could feel myself open and close around it, as I
would move it in and out, that sensation in it self made it feel even better
than with a straight handle. I could feel the lips of myself trying to grip the
handle as it slid and made the opening expand, then as it got to the smaller
part I could feel my hole relaxing.
Something I discovered doing this was on one stroke when I was pulling it out,
it came all the way out, and I went to pull it back into my self, well the
sensation I got when it came out and my hole closing, well when I pulled it
back in, it made my hole open up faster than I expected and it gave me suck a
thrill, Oh, was it ever a thrill, I wanted it again. I started to pull it all
the way out and then pausing a few seconds and then pulling it deep inside me
in one stroke. I could feel my hole expand and contract with the handle. It was
the very best feeling I had experienced to that point. I could hear the sound
of a plopping sound as the handle came out and suck a slurping sound as it
slid in and out. My body shook, my eyes rolled around in my head, sweat was
poring out of my entire body, my mind was burning, my breathing was fast and
hard. It was like a never ending fast ride. I could not go on, my arm was
tired, my opening was getting sore, after one of the most intense shuddering
experience, I pulled it out and dropped it on the floor, I laid my head back,
and rested.
I felt buster licking my feet and it felt good, he in the past would lick me
as I rubbed his ears. His tongue was cool and wet. I just closed my eyes and
relaxed. Buster started licking up my sweaty legs, that also felt good, he
licked my inner thighs, and licked off all the sweat.
His tongue kept going up my thigh, the higher he licked it felt good. all of a
sudden, I wanted to feel him lick my gash, I wanted to feel his tongue on my
gash, on my hole and most of all, I wanted to feel his tongue on that little
button that made me feel so great.
When his tongue finely reached my gash my body was starting to shake again.
When his tongue started to go inside my hole, I felt like my head was spinning.
I could feel his tongue up inside, up inside my hole. I mean it was deep. I
started to push against his tongue, I pushed forward and slid off the chair
onto the floor. Buster never stopped licking, I wanted to get back up on the
chair. It was hard to get up, Buster was licking me so good, and my body would
not stop shaking.
Struggling I managed to get one hand up on the seat and I started to pull
myself up. I slipped again and fell back down, this time I accidentally spun
myself around and ended up on my face. Buster was sort of startled by this,
and backed away for a moment. I started to push myself up and Buster put his
head under my skirt and was licking me again.
I realized that in this position, his tongue went even deeper, and in this
position, he would once and awhile lick my butt hole. When he licked me there,
he was forcing his tongue in my butt hole and it felt good. His tongue was not
soft, it felt prickly, It felt as he had tiny little bumps that made every
thing feel even more intense. I reached down and when he was licking and
running his tongue in my butt hole, I started rubbing my little bud.
Oh how can I describe the feeling, I don’t know how. It was like nothing I had
ever experienced before. And I loved it. My body kept shaking and I had no
control over it, my hips moved my legs just shook. And I could not get enough
of this feeling.
I felt Buster stop, and I wanted to cry out no, then he was on me. I wanted him
off of me, I wanted him to lick me, I felt this thing all wet hitting me in my
butt cheeks, when what ever it was slid right in my butt hole, I have no idea,
what Buster was doing, but it started to feel real good to me. I stopped trying
to get him off of me, and I laid my head down to look under me, I wanted to see
what was happening if I could.
All I could see was his rear legs and I felt his front legs locked around me
holding me tight. I started to feel a new sensation, one I knew I liked, it
came from deep inside my tummy, and spread very fast up my spine, to my brain.
My body shook and shook and shook. I felt like something was making my butt
hole stretch, yet at the same time my whole bottom throbbed with this most
wonderful feeling.
I felt this thing slamming into me so fast, so hard, what ever it was that
buster had in me started to get bigger, and I think longer, it started to hurt,
and in a very strange way, started to make it feel different, not a bad
different, a good different. Oh how great a good different. I could not catch
my breath, I was gasping for air as my body shook. I felt Buster thing inside
me start to throb, and when it did, I felt real warm deep inside my tummy, My
body stopped shaking and I noticed so did buster’s. after a few minutes he
hopped off of me an laid back down I fell tot he floor and watched as he licked
this big purple thing between his rear legs. Funny, I don’t remember ever
seeing that thing there before, yet here he was licking it.
I was fascinated as I watched him lick his thing and after a long time, it
started to get smaller, and smaller, the smaller it got, it started to change
from a dark purple to a pretty ping thing. Finely it disappeared into his
belly, well it was covered by a furry tube that hung from him, but I could not
see the pink thing any longer.
I cant believe I am admitting to this, but I wanted him to do it again only
this time I wanted him to put that thing in the hole in my gash, something told
me it would even feel better there. I got up off the floor, sat in the chair,
opened my legs and called Buster, I wanted to feel him lick me some more.
Buster looked at me, and went back to licking himself. I heard voices outside
the shed. I jumped up, smoothed out my skirt, and acted like I was looking for
a hand shovel just in case who ever it was out side the shed decided to walk
in.
buster also heard them and he started to bark, he barked loud and long until
they left. I walked to him, petted his head, and said "good boy, good boy" he
started to sniff and his head went under the front of my skirt. I knew where I
wanted him to lick so I opened my legs as much as I could with out falling
down. He licked me right where I wanted him to. Oh it was so good, I felt like
I was on fire between my legs, I was throbbing, and it was so wonderful. I
stood there, my body stared it’s shaking again and my breathing started to get
hard again. God did I ever love this. I forced myself to try and turn around.
I wanted to get on my hands and knees again. I wanted Buster to put his thing
in the hole of my gash.
I tried to turn but Buster would not stop licking, I finely stepped over his
back all the time he kept licking. I got down on my knees and he jumped on me
again just like I wanted him to. I felt his thing hitting my cheeks again, and
I reached under my belly grabbed it and brought it to my hole. I felt it stab
me a few times and then all of a sudden, it hit, buster slammed it hard and
deep, I was surprised as to how fast Buster went his thing was slamming into
me so hard and fast it made me shudder. I started that shaking again and
throbbing. I could feel his thing starting to swell up and get longer. It was
better than before, much better, so much better. I wanted to yell, I wanted to
scream. I wanted this feeling never to stop.
Buster some how brought me to a peak of the most wonderful feeling I have ever
had, and just as I got there, His thing started to throb again and I felt all
warm as something came out of his thing inside me. My hole was so stretched, it
hurt, after the wonderful feeling started to fade away, a different feeling
started. It was pain, all of a sudden the hole in my gash was hurting. Buster
pulled back from me and I felt the worse pain I ever felt in my life, I heard a
plopping sound and then no more pressure. I looked at buster and I saw this
huge round thing way up on his thing. I knew then that it was the cause of my
pain.
One thing about that, it took all the desire from me. I did not want to touch
it, I did not want to think of sticking anything in me ever again. I did not
want that pain ever again. I got to my feet, checked my skirt and blouse, I was
filthy, my white blouse had dirt all over it, my skirt had dirt all over it. I
knew I would get in trouble with the Sisters if they saw my messy cloths. I
brushed myself off as good as I could and looked around the yard. No one was
around, I quickly made it out of the shed, and made my way to the laundry room.
I made sure no one saw me. I grabbed a blouse and skirt that fit and went in
the tunnel to change. Once in the tunnel, I decided to go see if Judy and Mary
were there today. I made my way to the stage and I heard them. I got up
behind them and watched as they played with each other and used the cucumber
and carrot again. I was sore as could be. I was not tempted to touch my self,
but I wanted to watch. I told myself the it was to bad they were afraid of
buster, that he had something that was better than the cucumber and carrot.
They left, and I went around to the couch, I pulled out the cucumber and
brought it to my mouth. It had the most wonderful taste. And smell. Almost like
fish, yet a little different. I decided to take it with me and put it in the
pocket of my skirt. I walked up to my bay before supper and put it under my
pillow.
All through supper and vespers, I could feel my bottom sore, when it was time
to go to bed, my bottom was not sore, but I was not going to do anything to
bring it back. After prayers and the lights went out, I laid on my back,
thinking over the day. From the morning using the hair brush, to the
screwdriver handle and of course Buster.
I don’t know what made me do it, but I slid my hands down between my legs. I
found my little bud, and found it was not sore. I rubbed it ever so slowly and
after a very long time I was able to make myself feel good again. I drifted off
to sleep. When I slept I dreamed of Buster, of
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