» School Days

I feel so embarrassed
I've never done this before, but I think it's time to repeat an story I've already told you (peaosomething, Word doesn't recognize it, is it real?)

Anyway, here it goes:

I have a few answers for this QOTW, but I’m too shy for this. Some of them involve being caught when having sex. Some of them vomiting in inappropriate places. However, the most embarrassing moment of my live happened when I was only 7 years old.

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I was at school, wearing my school uniform. To this day I still can’t understand why my mother would insist on my wearing these very thick wool tights when the coldest temperature was 16degC. But there I was. My belly was feeling funny, so I tried the toilet, but it didn’t work. So back to the playground. I had a very vivid imagination (still have) and I liked being on my own. I think I would have been diagnosed with Autism if it wasn’t because my friends would drag me out of myself so I invented games for them.

So there I was, thinking my things outside the toilet. My belly feeling funny. And I farted. Just a little tiny fart, you know. Kid’s fart. And stay there, outside the toilet, thinking my things (I can see myself right now, with my face of “wonderland”). Then one of my friends called me to play, and I went.

While I was walking, I felt something strange under my pants. Mmmm… I touched and… OMG!!! How could that happened!! How could that be!! It couldn’t be true!!! All of a sudden, I had grown a little bunny’s tail!!!

My friend called me again and I forgot about it.

Lunch time passed; afternoon lessons too; and I went home, thinking, while walking, on my little bunny’s tail. Until it was bath time and my mother started undressing me. Suddenly she shouted “Abe!! What’s that!! You did a poo on your pants!!!”
“Really?” Said I with relief “I thought I had grown a little bunny’s tail!”

I didn’t understand my mother’s laugh; but slowly, very slowly, I started to realize what I had done. It took me time, but for days, weeks, months… what the hell! Still nowadays friends and family come and ask me for my little bunny’s tail. I’m 28. It stopped being funny the same day that it happened.

I’ve done things that would be embarrassing for a lot of people, but this one, by far, is the worst for me.

I can’t believe I’ve told you all about it.
(Thu 29th Jan 2009, 14:04, More)

» Cringe!

My little bunny's tail
I have a few answers for this QOTW, but I’m too shy for this. Some of them involve being caught when having sex. Some of them vomiting in inappropriate places. However, the most embarrassing moment of my live happened when I was only 7 years old.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


I was at school, wearing my school uniform. To this day I still can’t understand why my mother would insist on my wearing these very thick wool tights when the coldest temperature was 16degC. But there I was. My belly was feeling funny, so I tried the toilet, but it didn’t work. So back to the playground. I had a very vivid imagination (still have) and I liked being on my own. I think I would have been diagnosed with Autism if it wasn’t because my friends would drag me out of myself so I invented games for them.

So there I was, thinking my things outside the toilet. My belly feeling funny. And I farted. Just a little tiny fart, you know. Kid’s fart. And stay there, outside the toilet, thinking my things (I can see myself right now, with my face of “wonderland”). Then one of my friends called me to play, and I went.

While I was walking, I felt something strange under my pants. Mmmm… I touched and… OMG!!! How could that happened!! How could that be!! It couldn’t be true!!! All of a sudden, I had grown a little bunny’s tail!!!

My friend called me again and I forgot about it.

Lunch time passed; afternoon lessons too; and I went home, thinking, while walking, on my little bunny’s tail. Until it was bath time and my mother started undressing me. Suddenly she shouted “Abe!! What’s that!! You did a poo on your pants!!!”
“Really?” Said I with relief “I thought I had grown a little bunny’s tail!”

I didn’t understand my mother’s laugh; but slowly, very slowly, I started to realize what I had done. It took me time, but for days, weeks, months… what the hell! Still nowadays friends and family come and ask me for my little bunny’s tail. I’m 28. It stopped being funny the same day that it happened.

I’ve done things that would be embarrassing for a lot of people, but this one, by far, is the worst for me.

I can’t believe I’ve told you all about it.
(Fri 28th Nov 2008, 12:45, More)

» Breasts

Let´s see
My breasts are not very big, but they call attention anyway, as my nipples are always very hard. Here is not too much of a problem, because it's always cold, and I wear a lot of layers of cloths; however, do you remember that "terribly" hot summer (more like a nice spring), 4 or 5 years ago?

Well, I went with my friends to the pub. I love cask ale. My friends can't understand that, but we go to the pub anyway, they have some of their silly wine and I enjoy my beer. It was a hot day, so I was wearing a very thin green shirt that I have. You could see my nipples through it. Not that I feel proud of it, but what can I do?

So we get in the pub and sit next to a table full of geeky guys. I love geeky guys. The geeky guys were talking about SciFi, and I wished I could seat with them. One of them was particularly sexy. He looked so shy and innocent I was melting just by looking at him. The problem with geeky guys, specially the innocent ones, is that they are not very brave, so I knew I'd have to do the hard work. I waited until it was his turn to go to the bar and I went after him.

-I heard you talking about SciFi - I said. He was paralyzed. He kept looking at my nipples and didn't say a word. I put my hand under his chin and push it up until his eyes were looking at mine. -How would you like coming to my home now? - I asked. He looked at me in disbelief, laughed and went back to his mates.

I'm not easily defeated, and the way he looked at my breasts made me so wet I couldn't just let him go. I approached his table, where his mates were making fun of him for talking with a girl, and leaned over just enough for them to be able to see the top of my boobs, just above the aureole.

-You didn't replay to my question.
-Were you serious?
-Why wouldn't I?

He grumbled something to the guys about them finishing his drink and run after me to the street. I teased him all the way to my home. I hold his hand and kept his arm between my breasts, squeezing them with mine, making him struggle to talk. By the time we got to my home, he was sweating and didn't know what to do. He looked at my, questioning with his eyes, what the next step was.

I took my shirt of and hold his hands, then pressed them against my breasts, making sure my nipples were between his fingers and playing with them.

That unleashed the beast. He got crazy and pushed me down to the floor. I could feel all the passion and the fury while he squeezed, and licked, and bit, and pressed and griped me. I was unable to move, he was so strong and ardent, until finally, he lost it and bit me too hard. I immediately reacted and recovered the control. Pushed him back and ordered to undress while I got rid of my skirt and my tiny underwear.

I made him lay on the floor and climbed on to him, with my pussy right in his mouth, and started to suck him. Years of repressed hormones and fantasies took control over him and made him mad. He licked me with such fervour I had to stop myself shouting by keeping his cock tight in my mouth. He made me come again and again, until he could hold it no longer and shouted:

-I'm coming! I'm coming!

I dutifully helped him all the way through and swallow. Then, I sat on the floor, looking at him. He was spent, but the look of happiness on his eyes is something I will never forget.

Right, I thought, when he recovers, I'm going to give him a proper, good, old fuck. Then, my job for the day will be done. One virgin less in the city.
(Tue 11th May 2010, 19:52, More)

» Advice from Old People

When I got my first period
I don't know if my father counts as an old person, but this was one of the "best" pieces of advice I ever got.

When I got my first period I got quite scared and depressed, thinking "Perfect, I'm going to be bleeding every single month until I'm so old that I won't care anymore"

That day my father called me to his room and made me sit next to him in the bed:

He: So, I've heard you're a woman now
Me: mmmmm (slight nod)
He: Don't leave any visible mark anywhere.

...as if I was planning to...
(Mon 23rd Jun 2008, 12:10, More)

» Absolute Power

I am a Woman
On The Internet.

Do I need to say more, slaves?
(Thu 8th Jul 2010, 16:40, More)