The Last of my First Time Stories.

As I've been doing lately, I managed to get Kate in the right frame of mind to talk about her sexual emergence. What she told me knocked me through th floor.

"You will never believe how I started being sexual." She says with a wry little grin "let me ask you a question. What do you remember about my boxing when I was around, say, 14-16?"

That's easy. I remember her winning every bout she was in. She was winning everything, then, like turning off a light switch, around 15, she started loosing every match no matter how long she fought her opponent.

"Hehehe. Well, there's a reason for that. I guess puberty brought with it some serious aggression but it also brought me a free gift too. 

I used to get aroused just before a fight, and not just competitively. I'd go into the ring.....wet.....you know? And it got to the point where I'd have to have a towel in my panties under my shorts. That used to rub and cause friction, so in th the end every time I squeezed through the ropes, all I had under my shorts was a wet puss and very wet knicks.

Then i realised. I liked being hit. I liked the pain. Every punch made my juices flow, and if I got hit in exactly the same place twice, it would make my nub twitch. Oh Claire....it soon got more than that. I would have orgasms right there in the ring. A shaft of pain would lance through me right to my nub, and I'd cum. Oh yes, don't think it was just a pretend cum...it was the real thing. I'd squirt into my knicks too. That's why I gave up boxing. It became obvious. Look at some of my post bout photos (she reaches for an album and flicks through a few pics....it's clear to see on some of them, the dark patch on her shorts....and a couple where her upper thighs are wet. 

"I used to shower, come home, and rub myself, but oh I don't know, maybe I'd cum too much in the ring, but I couldn cum at home. Then I realised. I need roughness.....I need to be dominated....and (pause)... I...well....I like pain. "

This was unexpected. So I asked "Suppose I slapped your bum right now, that would turn you on?"

"Yeah...probably.....it would be better if you punched my leg though."

"Kate...are you bi? Les? Hetro?"

"Definitely les. No mans dick is ever getting up me!" 

I must say, I'm surprised. This girl is tall, lean, drop dead pretty, and yet talks like a pr datory bull dyke. 

She went on...."I'd love to fuck a submissive girl with a strap On!" Her eyes take on a dreamy look and clearly she is thinking about doing exactly that. Me? I'm thinking about my role playing skills....sub? Yeah....I could do that!

Into this silence, my invisible bastard pokes her nose. Everyone has an invisible bastard. That's the thing that makes you do or say the wrong thing, or hides your keys somewhere you never ever put them...you know what I mean. Anyway, mine leapt up and before I knew it, I'd raised my hand and slapped Kate hard as I could round her bum.

"Ow! You fucking bitch!"

I did it again. Even harder. A strange look entered her eyes, they went misty, moist, her pupils dilated, and with a husky voice she said "Wrestle me," Now this girl,is a fighter....if she set out to hurt someone, well, they better like hospital food. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shoved her towards the bed, but she didn't put up much of a fight. I got her on her back and tugged at the shirt she was wearing. One single button popped, and well, it sent me crazy. Suddenly, I'd ripped the whole,thing down the front exposing Kate's hard titties. "Slap me again" I whipped my hand round in an arc and just caught the tip,of her right nipple which made her hiss with pleasure. I felt a hand being shoved between my legs, and for a brief moment, thought I was going to end up being her sub a lot sooner than I thought I would. And I wouldn't have minded. But no. Instead, her hand went straight down the elasticated top of her joggers to her own quim. "Again" came from her in a husky tone. So, I slapped her tits. Each hit caused a gasp of pleasure and an increase in the speed of her hand.

Finally, I plucked up the courage to ball my right fist with my centre finger knuckle sticking out, and at the same time as I leaned forward and gave her a love bite, I punched her upper arm three times in exactly the same place. 

I felt her cum. Her whole body was involved in a tremendous explosion of sexual release. I could feel her open thighs against my bum, and truth to tell, I was trying to ride her arm and get myself off too. (Sadly that didn't happen). I thought I could smell something, so I looked over my shoulder and found to my delight, she had cum so hard she had peed herself. 

What a compliment!

I was dripping! Fucking well dripping! So I asked her outright, does she have a strap on. Turns Out she did!

I had my knicks to one side in a second, and lay there in expectation, but she said "Claine, sweetie....what I want to do,with that strap on is far too rough for you hunny." 

Instead, she fingered me. And I have to say, if her fingers were anything to go by, she was right. I felt well and truly fucked afterwards....the kind of fucked Chris makes me feel when he's given me a really savage banging....and that was just her fingers! I would think being screwed by her would be something seriously unpleasant...unless you liked that sort of thing.

Anyway, just as I was about to cum, she did say "Piss if you need to....I like that kind of thing." Her be already needed changing, so I didn't feel bad in the least in just letting everything go. 

"You punched me, you bitch." Said Kate, just when I was seconds away from the big O. Then, just as my first wave hit me, I felt a stab of pain. Kate had punched my upper thigh....oh, nothing like as hard as she can hit, I'm sure, but strangely, the pain rumbled on alongside the orgasm, and each helped the other. 

Afterwards, I helped her changed her bed. (I also got to suck her off through her panties while she stood over me.) and we talked about pain as an aphrodisiac. It's an area I haven't even thought about exploring. And I don't think being punched will ever do it for me......being spanked though.....esp finally if I'm in one of my schoolgirl revisited frames of mind....hmmmm....well, never say never, eh?

There is one more girl, but I'm not going to relate her full story because she asked me not to. The only thing is that she likes being spanked....by her dad. There is no sexual activity in that family whatsoever, but both her parents still spunk their children if they mess up. Even though Emily is 17, she still gets spanked or slippered.....except now, it makes her cum in her knickers. Here's one thing she said. "Daddy bends me over his knee and will make me lift my skirt, or drop my jeans. Then I get five hits....always five.....each one harder than the last.....it used to just hurt, but now, the anticipation of the first hit makes me moist, the actual slap makes my clit tremble. By the time the fifth stroke lands, I can feel myself cumming into my knickers.  Sometimes, I wish he'd fuck me straight afterwards. I'd love that....a wet freshly cummed pussy and a stinging bum, and my dads cock spunking up me. That's what I masturbate about."

Well, it's Saturday, and I have my girly sleepover tonight. Mum and dad are out at a swingers weekend, so we won't be seeing them. chris has Christina over, and she's staying the night....I guess they will be engaged in some careful fucking...so it's just us three. My goal is to at least have us masturbate together, and who knows, maybe a little girl girl action. We will see.