still too shy SeXStoRY

ive known ive been bi for 20 years and had very few cocks because im too shy to approach a guy. case in point, i found a local bi/gay sauna plucked up the courage to go which wasnt easy. inside i was given a locker and a small towel i got changed into just the towel and made polite conversation with the guy id payed. now im no george cloone but i was getting looked at by every guy there it even made me nervous. i got into a hot tub and 2 guys immediately got in with me afte 10 mins of polite conversation i got out and went to find the cinema room, sat and watched some porn and noticed a guy looking at me and he start wanking,i wanted to say shoot your load over me if you like but was too shy he just spunked on the floor and left.next i went to the sauna again 2 guys were in there one kept looking up my towel trying to see my cock i wanted him to leave because the 2nd guy was hot and i wanted to suck his cock but again i was too shy to tell him. ive had 3 visits to this sauna club and still had no cock. im slim, trim, 7" cut cock ,nice tight arse and love cocks but have no idea how to get them.am i the only shy guy who needs help ? id love to walk in and say ok i want cocks all over me NOW but i know i never will.

69 (READ SLOWLY) SeXStoRY

Touching myself thinking of you and how much i want you, my hand wrapped round my now hardening shaft - cock slippery and aching to drag across parted lips, through soft downy hairs, to nudge and dip, slide hot and hard into your moist clasping cunt, my balls tight, needing release, needing your fingers stroking, your mouth sucking and holding while i thrust and f***e, your tongue whirling over my head as i plunge, holding your hair to see, you turning, giving access to my tongue, exploring, kisses searching, lips tracing routes to pleasure, fingers licked and pressing, probing your arse, teasing, while i flicker and lick, fingers fucking and cock pushing hard into your mouth.. Your clit hot and hard, sensation making you twist and groan.. Building and building to come........... want more?? tel me wat u think so far.

My first affair at 18 SeXStoRY

I had this affair with a Gunny (Marine) when I was 18 and working as a secretary at a Defense Agency in DC. I fell in love with him, a bit. It wasn't just about fucking. There are people you meet in life who touch your soul and you're never quite the same again, and he was one of those people for me. I don't mean love as in "leave your wife for me" love, I mean love as in, I listened to him, came to understand what he had faced in his life, growing up in an orphanage with no one to talk to but a German Shepherd dog, and his time in Viet Nam, still only a young man, as a sniper. I admired him for what he had accomplished, and took delight in his sense of humor and intelligence. He took me under his wing when I came to work at the OC at DCA. I can see now that he saw me as a young soldier, rather than a civilian, and he did what NCO's always do for young soldiers. I had never worked on a word processor before (this was 1979, they weren't that common at that time) and so he showed me the ins and outs of that. He was very patient with me and I appreciated his patience and his efforts to teach me. I looked up to him a great deal. He had this gorgeous body...really I've noticed all Marines do...and I wanted him. I knew he was married though, so I was afraid to make a move on him. Plus, I was 18, shy, insecure, not sure how to proceed. And I had no idea if he wanted me back, or if I could please him in bed. Our first time together was at Site "R." (Sort of like Cheyenne Mountain Complex only in the DC area.) He took me up there to show me the place prior to an exercise we would be having up there. I was the relocation secretary, so it was my job to go there during exercises and I would deploy there in case of war. He was incredibly direct with me. "You want me, don't you? I can tell by the way you look at me..." My heart was pounding, throat went dry, started blushing, the whole bit..."Yes" was all I could manage. I waited for his response. He kissed me. I was moaning and grinding against him right from the start, just caught up in lust and need and so fucking turned on because I was close enough to smell him and I love the smell of men...and I had thought about him for weeks now, wanting him... He was a little surprised by my reaction, I think, and gave a low whistle and said, "you really need to be fucked and I'm gonna give it to you..." I wanted him in my mouth, I wanted to taste him and feel him down my throat, I wanted to worship his cock. I was on my knees, my hands shaking as I was trying to take him out of his pants, and I was breathing hard by that point, really panting. I was focused on what I wanted, nothing else in the world mattered at all except that man and what he had between his legs and my need for him. I didn't care that he was married, didn't care what he would think of me afterwards, didn't care if I would lose my job over it...I needed him. He let me take him in my mouth, and I took all of him, pressed my nose against his belly and cupped his balls with my hand...I was moaning still, even with him in my mouth, and I was running my tongue all over him, tasting his pre-cum and in general taking delight in this gorgeous piece of manhood in my mouth. Absolute bliss. It felt so satisfying to have him in my mouth like that, I wanted to stay like that forever, never get up off my knees, I wanted that moment to last.... I started moving up and down then, and getting some saliva on my hands so I could fondle his balls at the same time...he stopped me after a minute or two, told me he was close to cumming and wanted to cum inside my pussy... I felt really torn...I wanted his cum in my mouth so badly, but I was aching between my legs and I knew he could make it all better.... I took off my hose and panties and took him by the hand and pulled him down on the ground with me, and it was just missionary style that first time, boring maybe to read, but I wanted to look into his eyes while he was giving me this amazing, wonderful gift.... I can't find the words to describe what I felt, how he filled me up and gave me what I needed, how knowing he was, how much it thrilled me to feel the strength of his thrusts. I think I screamed...it felt so damn good...he shushed me, because while we were alone in that particular area, there were other people about, somewhere down the hall, and I was loud enough that I'm sure I could be heard from a mile away...I bit my lip hard, surprised I didn't bleed, and just took the pounding he was giving me, took the pleasure and tried not to scream. Ever cum so hard you felt like you were going to pass out? It was like that...and I had tears streaming down my face after I came, after he filled me with his cum, and he was so tender, kissed my cheeks where the tears were, murmured to me, loving words... After we were done, I said "thank you." I wanted to kiss his feet. I felt satisfied not only between my legs, but in every cell of my body, just absolute bliss. I knew I would remember that day forever, and...I have.

Katherine - Another first SeXStoRY

We had been flirting harmlessly for weeks at the restaruant she worked in. Or, at least I thought it was harmless. She was very attractive, tall, lonf dark hair, very fit body. She was married though and had two k**s...I didn't think she was seriously interested in me....that is until one day when the restaruant was empty. I was the lat one to leave after lunch. The other waitress was in the back, the busboy was doing dishes, I was paying my bill, my friends had already gone out to the parking lot. She looked at me and asked if I was ever going to kiss her. I was taken aback...it was the most direct she had ever been. This was certainly not harmless flirting! I was also instantly wet! I have always been turned on easily, but I had had more than a few nights alone thinking about this tall gorgeous girl. I blushed and handed over my credit card, as I looked at her. I just said "someday, when its right." Her reply? "There's no one here...how much more right do you need?" I reached up, without thinking, and took her face in my hands and pulled her towards me as I leaned forward. Her eyes opened wide as mine closed. Our lips touched and my tongue slipped across her lips. She gasped and opened her mouth against mine allowing my tognue to slip and and brush agaisnt her piercing. When I opened my eyes and leaned back she was the one blushing. "I...I was just k**ding," she said. But her face and eyes were saying something different. I signed my name on the credit card slip and reached for a card from the free lunch bowl. On the back I wrote my name and number and told her to call me when she wasn't k**ding anymore. My phone rang that night just after midnight. I didn't recognize the number, but I certainly recognized the voice when I answered. It was Katherine! She merely said hello and then I could just hear her breathing. I asked is she was okay and she replied with an affirmative murmur. I waited in the silence for her to say something. It seemed like several minutes passed before she finally whispered she was alone. I asked her if she wanted me to come over. She didn't say anything. I could tell she was nervous about the road she was traveling down, but I also knew that I wanted her! After lunch I rushed home deciding not to go back to work right away. I had an earth-shattering orgasm as I replayed our first kiss over and over in my mind. Finally she just said "yes." I wasn't waiting for her to change her mind. I told her I would be there in ten minutes. She gave me her address and I was out the door. I didn't even bother to get dressed...I rushed outside in my boxer shorts and tank top. Bare foot, I drove the short distance to her apartment and parked out front. I saw a dim light on through the upstairs window and felt my entire body tingling. I climbed the stairs quickly, ready to kiss her again, ready to taste her, ready to feel her body explode. I knocked softly at the door knowing she was waiting. I knew her husband was out of town, but her k**s would be asl**p. I certainly didn;t want to wake them up. She opened the door wearing similiar boxers shorts, ankle socks and white t-shirt. She was ready for bed as well. But she just opened the door and turned away and walked tot eh couch. I knew she was nervous and my fantasies could be shattered if I let her think too long. I followed close behind her, closing the door. She sat on ethe couch and I sat next to her, leaning in, and without any words, pressed my lips to hers. She moaned again, her mouth opening up. I slide my tongue into her mouth and tasted her tongue as she leaned back. I follwed her down, as her she spread her legs, on ont he floor, the other on the couch. I slide between them, kissing her, holding her head in my hands again. She whimpered into our kiss. My hand slide down her face, along her neck and down her side. I trailed over her hip and to her bare leg. As my hand slide back up it slide under her shorts a bit, getting caught. Her body arched beneath me. I knew she wanted this even if she was unable to articulate it. My hand skipped over her boxers and back to her hip, slipping under her t-shirt and feeling the warm, trmbliing skin of her belly. My hand slid higher, pushing her t-shirt up. Like me, she had no bra on so my hand slid over her perfect breast. Her nipple was already hard and she gasped into my mouth as I took her full breast into my hand. I pushed her t-shirt higher, freeing my hand to explore the perfect globe of flesh. My lips slipped from hers and I could hear her hot brething as my lips moved to her neck. I bit down which caused her entire body to arch off the couch beneath me. She cried out, her hands moving, one to the back of the couch, the other to the cushion. She gripped hard as my teeth grazed over her, as my lips sucked gently at her skin. I moved slowly downward, not in too much of a hurry, but still not wanting to lose this opportunity. I felt the rise of her breast, the heat of her nipple in my mouth. She gasped again, a gasp i would become familiar with during our affair. Her breasts were very sensitive and I loved her reactions, but this first time still resonates the best. I sucked at her nipple, my tongue teasing her, flicking around, circling the hard nub. Her body was twisting beneath me, she was gasping for breath trying to stay quiet. One of my hands skipped over her belly again, and pushed her shorts down. She lifted her ass to help. I kissed my way down her belly. She reached for me,but to encourage me. I felt her trying to stop me, she wasn't ready for this...but I was too far gone to stop myself. I resited her resistance and tickled my across her belly over her swollen, shaved mound and inhaled her wet scent deeply. My tongue tickled along the edge if ehr wet lips, tasting the bare hint if her. Soon though, my tongue was slipping inside her, my lips sliding over her. I llifted my eyes to see her body arched off the sofa, her hands cluthing the cushions again, her knuckles white. Her head was rocked back as I closed my lips around her clit, my tognue began flicking across her. She was breathing faster, harder, twsting more violently. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and held on, holding my mouth to her. I began to moan agaisnt her clit as my tingue pressed to her. She was gasping and the vibration seemed to knock the breath out of her lungs. She clenched her teeth and twisted even more strongly, her body bucked agaisnt me, I held fast and rode her through her amazing, powerful orgasm until she was too sensitive and pushed me off. I smiled and kssied my way up her body. Our lips touched again as she struggled for breath. As is always the case...this first time was strong and amazing, and ended too soon when we both heard the cries of a small shild from down the hall. She jumped up, still flushed and out of breath searching for her shorts in the dim light before rushing off to be mom. I waited until she came back, a sl**py c***d in her arms. We kissed good night and the only words we exchanged - a promise to see each other again.

I must have needed it!!! SeXStoRY

NObody likes break up's but one thing that is always good about them is making up up. Anyway it was about 2 years into my relationship with my ex when the most terrible thing happened to me, Yes I walked in on her with another man I returned home from work early one day as i went into the house i heard her moaning I thought she must have that dam rabbit out again but as i got ap-stairs i realised i was about to be heart broken as i peered thru the door I seen her gettin fucked by a well hung man he was pounding her hard from behind in a strange way this got me hard just looking at her cumming all over this guys cockm then swallowing all his cum really done it for me the next thing they noticed me oh shit it felt like it was me that got cought not her anyway that was the end for us or so i thoughtit was later on that year when i was at my xmas night out I seen her for the first time though i often masterbated at the thought of her bein fucked, anyway we chated for a while then decided to go back to hers for the first time I no longer looked at her with love I now seen her as bein a little slut we were just in the door when she bent over to pick up something revealing her pussy which i've gotta say looked a bit differant from before i guess she'd been with a few more ''big men'' so i took the opertunity un zipped and rammed my member straight inside her she must have wanted it because she was soaking as i pounded away she was rubbing her huge moist clit then i felt the biggest female orgasm ever she was screaming as her juices ran down my balls onto my legs she was so wet that i couldnt cum she pulled me out n slid me in her ass 'my first anal' and defo not my last within seconds i was filling her but with my hot cum wich made her orgasm again??? afterwords i quickly left and wanted her to feel used and abused but the feelin i got was that i had been used and abused didn't really matter as i loved it!! so who was

First Time Shower SeXStoRY

I met Steve the night before round a mate’s house and we had got chatting. He said he was bi-sexual and through my own curiosity had questioned him more about it. He had suggested I popped round to his the next day and so that’s what I did. We relaxed with couple of beers when Steve had suggested we shower together. I wasn’t apprehensive at all; in fact, I was more excited so I had said “why not”! We went into his bathroom that had a bath with a power shower fitted. He set the controls and allowed the water to pour out. We stripped our clothes. Steve’s body was nice to look at, not exactly athletic but not unfit either. I noticed his cock was a tad bigger than mine but then again, he was semi hard. He had a bare chest; the only visible hair was the dark brown pubes between his legs. He gazed at my own body with my slim frame, bare chest save for a few hairs round my nipples and my blonde pubes around my three inch cock that, like his, was starting to grow at the anticipation of what was to come. We stepped into the bath tub and got under the shower head. The warm water splashed our bodies as we both washed our hair with some shower gel. We brushed against each other, warm, wet and smooth. My cock was poking out at a right angle as was Steve’s and occasionally they would swipe at each other like fleshy swords! “Here, move back a bit and I’ll soap you down”, Steve said lathering his hands with the gel. I stepped out of the water stream and allowed him to wash me. He ran his hands over my back first and down to my backside, making me gasp as a hand ran into my crack. He moved over my chest, brushing my nipples and down over my stomach, through my pubes and worked around my cock whilst the other hand massaged my testicles. He rolled my foreskin back and the head of my cock swelled dark red above it. He let go of my balls and returned to my arse. I gasped again as a finger deftly felt my anus and he teased the entrance by brushing the hole. At this point I was with my back to him, his own cock poking me in the back. I reached an arm round behind him and brushed his lips with mine. I shifted my body, yearning for him to pleasure me some more. He moved his head back and spread my arse cheeks apart. The water combined with the shower gel allowed him easy access as his penis slid into me. He was gentle, pushing a little bit at a time with each thrust. It was a strange sensation at first but I got used to it. My stomach, arse and balls were tingling, I felt like I was buzzing, something I’d never felt before with a woman. I was naked, exposed and erect with another male! He continued fucking me whilst keeping a firm hold on my cock, wanking me off. I didn’t want to climax yet and focused on him, moving my own pelvis in motion to his. He started to groan and pulled out of me. I turned around and dropped to my knees as he wanked himself and sprayed me with his cum, it was that quick! I stuck my tongue out and lapped at the tip of his cock, tasting his saltiness as the remainder dripped down my nose and cheeks. Steve was panting as I stood up. He kissed me again, no doubt tasting his own juices as his finger hit that tingly spot on my anus. I won’t even touch your cock”, he said as his finger massaged at what was obviously a G-spot. Muscles in my cock started to tighten and with no control at all, I lost my own semen up the tiled wall. Now I was panting, drained and my arse was starting to feel sore (funny how sex can numb certain feelings). We cleaned ourselves off properly and got dried. We went into Steve’s front room and sat down with a beer. He was in his boxer shorts and I remained naked, I needed fresh air around my arse! He told me there was more ways to have sex and that he’d show me if I was up for it and I did sl**p over that night. He was right though, it was better than being with a woman so never knock it till you’ve tried it!

My own Parody, How do you solve a problem like Mar SeXStoRY

[How do you solve a problem like Maria A parody based on "The sound of Music" The year is 1936 and just above an ancient convent outside Saltsberg a pretty young blonde girl is singing on a grassy hill. Maria was an orphan who lived at the convent as a novice with twelve other young girls of various ages. Maria is a slight girl of five feet in stature and has honey blonde hair and these are her adventures at the convent and at Captain Von Trapp's mansion where the good captain lives with his six c***dren having been widowed some years ago. The convent of St Beryl's had been in existence for 600 years and in that time had seen few changes. The old building had no modern day facilities except for the provision of sixteen ancient toilets which gave no privacy whatsoever having no doors or walls. Eight old bathtubs had been installed fifty years ago and were entirely inadequate for the nuns and novices. The legend was that St Beryl was Martyred there in 1200 AD having been r**ed savagely by Turkish marauders and had never lost her faith in the Lord. ...................................................................................................................................... "Oh for fucks sake" said Beatrice, a big girl of twenty years as she queued for a seat on an urgently needed toilet bowl. Sixteen girls of various ages and sizes were straining to shit whilst another sixteen were desperately clenching their asshole sphincters tightly close for fear of shitting themselves. "Fuck off Beatrice" said Penelope, a younger slim blonde girl who was poised delicately on the shitter seat. "We all need a crap you daft cunt" Beatrice was nude as were most of the girls and desperate. It was the same every morning. To many girls bottoms and too few shitter seats. Penelope let off a huge fart in defiance and a few of the girls laughed and the occasional "plop" of a turd was heard falling onto the old china bowls. Discipline was extremely strict at the convent and swearing was a caning offence as they all knew. If s****r Constance were to hear such language she wouldn't hesitate to use the cane on any girls fat arse ...... But s****r Constance was not around and girls are girls. Maria had been lucky that morning and had ensconced herself on the last "shitter" as the girls called them and remained quiet as she relieved herself of several large turd's. Several of the waiting girls were turning red faced as they waited in desperation and several girls farted in unison hoping not too shit themselves. s****r Constance was not available because she was undergoing "penance" in the Mother Superiors office. The office was large and was simply furnished with oak stools and bare wooden floors. Simple that is except for the large ornate desk that was believed to have been used by Napoleon Boneparte during the occupation of Austria and Germany over one hundred year before. Mother Superior Bernadette was sitting on a stool and s****r Constance was bent over the magnificence desk,her tiny cheeks were pressed into the old leather and her habit was raised exposing her large bottom for such a slight young woman to Father Benedict who was flexing a wicked looking "senior" cane . On the wall were a selection of ancient canes and straps which had been at the convent for as long as anyone could remember and all were kept in good order, oiled and polished by Mother Bernadette. Father Benedict was a hugely tall man of six feet six and all of the girls said he looked like Rasputin, not that they could possibly know what Rasputin had looked like but he was strong and very thing and had a beard. Father Benedict had come on the orders of the Bishop over a year before to "take confessions" and generally oversee the convent, although he had no duristiction over Mother Superior he was a man and a man of God and was shown the respect of a man of the cloth. He was indeed a handsome specimen and all the girls and s****r admired and more than a few had sexual fantasies over him. He had taken confession that very morning from all of the s****rs and all had confessed the usual "wicked thoughts" and some had confessed to masturbating themselves.......... Including s****r Constance. Benedict loved the confessions of the s****rs as they told him there intimate secrets without any embarrassment or shame and he would urge them to reveal all to him and describe each intimate act and thought. Dismissing the nuns who he considered plain and sexless with a few "hail Mary's" and a good act of contrition each morning he would select three or four s****rs for punishment as penance. s****r Constance, a pretty twenty nine year old with the usual Austrian blonde wispy hair, slim but with a nice plump bottom was part of today's selection. Constance had been caned before by both Mother Superior and Benedict and it hurt like hellfire but in so many ways she craved the attention the Benedict was giving her now. Her large arse was spread nicely for her punishment and her arsehole rosebud and plump cuntal lips were fully displayed for the sever caning she knew was to come. Underwear was unknown and unused at the convent so that when a girl was "presented" for the cane it was always a bare bottom that greeted the good Father. Mother Bernadette settled on the hard wooden stool to witness the caning as was the custom and her hands crept onto her damp cunt beneath her habit beyond the sight of the Father as she flicked her clitoris into action and the cuntal juices began flowing at the exiting prospect of another bare bottomed caning. How she loved to see the puckered anus and cunt of a grown woman being humiliated in this way. "Please begin the penance Father" she called with some urgency. "You have s****r Caroline to cane before vespers"! "All in good time "said Father Benedict who wore one single item of clothing, that being his brown woollen hassock and no underwear of course. As usual his erection was evident as Bernadette has seen so many times before. The good Father looked at Bernadette as she shamelessly began to masturbate. She made no effort to conceal the fact that she enjoyed witnessing these caning's and would usually orgasm loudly before the caning was complete. Twelve harsh strokes was the usual penance and s****r Contance prepared herself for the first cut by sticking her bottom out as if inviting the Father to begin. Her arsehole winking a message to the Father that she was indeed ready and in fact eager to begin...... The first stroke of the cane whooshed down with the wrath of God and landed neatly across the arse directly in line with the poor young woman's cunt. "Arrrggggghhhhhhh" she cried with pain and a hint of pleasure she always felt. The good Fathers huge ten inch cock was now clearly aroused and popping its head clear of his simple clothing. The cock head was a bright shiny purple and seemed ready to burst at any moment. The supple cane was brought back in a well practised arc as Constance held her arse well up to receive her next stroke. Thwaaaaaccck! The cane struck home on the crease where her bottom met her upper legs. Arrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh! the pain was near unbearable but Constance knew that she was truly deserving of this hell on earth and that the good Father was Gods representative on earth and had the right and the duty to blister her poor bottom. Mother Bernadette was openly masturbating as she grew ever more excited as the scene played itself out in front of her. She moaned ever so slightly as she urged the Father to lay the supple cane into the presented arse. Constance was of course a virgin and had been caned so many times before by the good Father and indeed Mother Bernadette had often blistered her large bottom. Twelve strokes of the old and well used cane were the norm but occasionally up to thirty or forty strokes were administered according to the seriousness of the offence Constance's arse was a bright red and the lines of the strokes were clearly visible as they painted a picture of delight onto the penitent's large bottom. Throughout the convent small ancient signs were displayed bearing one word, and that word was "OBEDIENCE" The Mother Superior was fast reaching her orgasm as her fingers worked the divine magic on her cunt and she was breathing heavily and a slight moan escaped her lips as she thanked the Lord for this divine gift of pleasure bestowed on her by Jesus. ............................................................................................................................................ s****r Caroline was pacing the stone floor outside the heavy oak door awaiting her turn to expose her naked arse to the good Father with a mixture of fear and the strange feeling of excitement she always felt within her pussy before penance. ............................................................................................................................................. In the toilet room all of the girls had relieved themselves and some had barely managed to contain themselves. Beatrice had come very close to an accident and had sat on the cold enamel seat, recently vacated by Maria. With a great deal of relief she let go of her p*o in the nick of time as it landed with a loud plop! In the large communal bathroom there were ten large french style roll top baths of white enamel which were easily large enough to accommodate two girls at a time and although the water was only luke warm it was always considered a luxury and a pleasure for the girls to linger for a few precious moments. Each bath had a large piece of red carbolic soap which would serve to cleanse both body and hair. Even in this "puritanical" regime the girls had no concept of modesty between themselves bathing was an excellent opportunity for sexual relief under the pretence of cleansing there young bodies. Beatrice was sharing a bath with her favourite friend Jennifer a slim redhead with long legs and a pert bottom very little pubic hair. Beatrice was fat by comparison with a large bottom and well developed tits and it was clear they were both making the most of their bathtime. Beatrice's hands had begun to wander in between Jennifer's legs and Jennifer was fondling Beatrice's fat pussy lips. Bath time was never long enough or satisfying enough for any prolonged lovemaking and orgasms had to be hurried as s****r Meg could appear at any moment with her swishy cane and on many occasion delivered a summery caning to any girl caught dallying of playing with their own or another girls cunt. Jennifer's eyes were already rolling as she was on the verge of an early cum. She was always quick to cum first which pissed Beatrice off as she needed to get off urgently. Jennifer's noisy orgasm would always "trigger" the mass orgasms as she would howl and pant as she came shamelessly and noisily. Maria had the large bath all to herself and was lazily stroking her hairless pussy and fingering her labia and clitoris. Waiting for Jennifer as usual, like a starting pistol she would be the catalyst for the first of the sixteen sexually hungry girls to begin the morning ritual of the first and only cum of the day. "Oh fuck" cried Jennifer "I'm fucking cuuumingggg" she howled. "Mmmmmmmm , Christ, I'm cummmingg......... "You cunt" said Beatrice" I haven't cum yet" ........... It was always the same. Jennifer, once started could never be stopped and Beatrice rubbed her cunt furiously to get off in the last few seconds od bath time. One by one the girls started their noisy orgasms, some girls helping each other to climax and the rest frigging away with fingers deep inside their own or their partners twats! Soon the whole bathhouse was a cacophony of mass orgasms including Maria who was less noisy but equally ecstatic as her head lolled backed and her eyes rolled as she reached her intense orgasm. At that very moment the Mother Superior was frigging her cunt as Constance was receiving the last of the twelve strokes of the cane from Father Benedict. His huge cock head was purple with lust and clearly exposed for Mother Bernadette to enjoy as she began the finale of her own monumental orgasm. Constance's arse was bright red and well lined from the severe caning she had received and her asshole was winking in both pain and pleasure and a few drops of cunt juice dripped silently to the stone floor. ...................................................................................................................................................... In the bath house s****r Meg predictably walked in, cane in hand to tell the girls to finish up and get dressed as quickly as possible. s****r Meg had heard the noises coming from the girls and remembered the days when she was a novice herself and that she herself had enjoyed many a good orgasm. She was a kindly nun and chose on this occasion to turn a blind eye to the naughty girls "sexual fun". Normally she would have made an example of three or four girls with a few strokes of the cane over the bathtub on the bare bottom ......... But not today! The girls quickly rinsed of the last remnants of pussy juice and jumped quickly out of their baths to get dressed in there simple smocks and leather sandals in preparation for the first of their morning prayers and lessons. "Come here Maria" said s****r Meg....... "Oh fuck" thought Maria. "What the fuck have I done now?" Maria knew full well what she had done, but so had all of the other girls. "Why pick on me" she thought. "Maria" continued s****r Meg, "The Mother Superior want to see you directly after prayers in her office at nine o'clock sharp" "Oh Christ almighty" thought Maria," Not the cane from Father Benedict." Maria had been caned by Mother Superior a few times as well as a few bare bottomed caning's from most of the other nuns at the convent, but never had she received a proper thrashing from the good Father as his reputation preceded him. His arms were much stronger and his punishments were legendary. She bit her lip and a tear began to form in the corner of her eye. Standing nude in front of s****r Meg caused her no shame at all but the prospect of baring her bottom to Father Benedict filled her with dread. She remembered her last confession. She had, as usual confessed to masturbating and "impure thoughts" but she had done the penance of fifty hail Mary's ...... What more could fate hold for her................... ........................................................................................................................................................ At nine o'clock on the dot Maria presented herself out side Mother Superiors office which also served as a bedroom and the door was already open. Dressed in her simple smock and leather sandals and with a feeling of impending doom she looked inside and saw that two girls were already bent over, on top of the desk with their bottoms bared and legs lewdly spread concealing nothing of the femininity such as it was whilst Mother Bernadette was caning each of the girls. Six strokes each alternately were delivered with as much f***e as the Holy Mother could muster. For what reason? It was not for Maria to guess or even consider. Maria's hands went to her own bottom as she rubbed it and anticipated her own punishment. She wore no panties. No girl wore panties as this was an order of poverty and obedience and panties were considered a luxury and a new fashion for the decadent outsiders. After what seemed an eternity the girls punishment were completed and the two girls left the office crying and rubbing there red bottoms furiously. All to soon Maria was standing nervously in front of the Mothers desk. Bernadette was ominously still holding the cane in her hand and flexing it ominously. ..................................................................................................................................................... "How old are you Maria?" said Mother Bernadette. "I am eighteen" replied Maria "Going on nineteen" she added hastily. Maria's hands were still firmly clinging to her bare bottom as Mother Bernadette spoke. "Are you familiar with Baron von Trapp and his f****y" said the good Mother "Yes Mother" Maria said softly. "You are no doubt aware that the Baron was widowed several years ago girl and that the poor man is trying to bring up his six daughters and son alone?" "Yes, Mother" replied Maria still wondering if she were to be caned or not and how much it would hurt. "It has been decided that you are to leave the Convent for a while to assist the Baron as a governess and general help to the von Trapp f****y" "What you may not know is that the Baron is a strict disciplinarian but despite his best efforts is having great difficulty with maintaining order in his household" Maria did know of the Baron and how handsome a man he was. Maria had in secret had many sexual fantasy's about the Baron and had seen several of his c***dren in their fancy clothing in and around Saltsberg and had even heard they sometimes performed as a choir of talented singers in competition and at church services. Maria was a talented singer herself and had often been punished or reprimanded for singing silly songs whilst she was supposed to be working. Maria could barely contain her delight and wondered if she had the confidence in herself to fulfil the needs of the Baron and his c***dren. "You will be not only under the vow of obedience expected of the Convent but also be obedient to the Baron and subject to his discipline as he sees fit" "I am entirely confident that you will be a great asset to the von Trapp f****y" the good Mother went on ........... I have ordered two new dresses for you, both in blue, with white satin sashes and you will be required to wear knickers as in polite society these are worn at all times" Placing two pairs of white knickers on the desk in front of her Maria could see that the knickers were white and made of quiet nice cotton material although quiet small. "These may not be of the "high fashion" as worn by the ladies of Vienna but they will be sufficient for your use" "I suppose you had better try them on" said Bernadette. "Although it matters not to me if they fit you or not as they are all we can obtain during these hard times" "Get completely undressed girl" snapped the Nun. Standing naked in front of Mother Bernadette she helped the c***d into the knickers for the first time in her life. "Hmmmm" said Bernadette" they seem a little tight to me" and indeed they did little to hide Maria's bottom or vagina. But they would have to do. The Order of St Beryl's was not made of money! "Pack your belongs and be ready to leave first thing in the morning after prayers" said Bernadette. ...................................................................................................................................................... The next morning Maria was packed. Her possessions, such as they were, went easily into a small old brown leather suitcase. Maria was dressed in the very brief white knickers and the Blue dress which must have been made for a much younger c***d as it was several sizes to small. Maria was a small breasted girl and the dress buttons were not overly tight but the hemline was extremely short being at least six inches above the knee. Any forward movement or bending down exposed Maria's knickers and most of her bottom! The blue satin sash was beautiful however and Maria was pleased with that at least. Finally and with no farewells Maria set off on the five mile walk down the long winding road the von Trapp mansion. Walking slowly at first Maria soon began to run and skip as she grew ever more confident! "At last" she thought to herself "I am leaving behind those b**stly nuns with their awful canes" ...................................................... End of chapter one In chapter two Maria meets the Baron von Trapp and his naughty daughters and even naughtier son...........b]