Back at University I was happy to see Jennifer again and she made me glad she wanted to see me again. The first evening when we could be alone, we went out to a cafe and had Tea and chatted just enjoying each others company. We went for a walk after and found a nice deep doorway, where we could kiss and jill one another, ending up rubbing our clits together and enjoying the sensations as a result.I couldn't help comparing...

The next morning I felt different, as doubts started to plague me, while I admit to having enjoyed what had happened to me yet it also scared me. I had butter flies in my stomach as it occupied my mind as I sat there trying to eat some breakfast. Mother told me she had some errands she wanted me to do for her, and in a way I felt relieved. It gave me a chance to get out of the house, as I went about the errands all I coul...

On the train journey home for the Christmas break all I could think about was my first few months away from home, away from the dominance of mother and how I'd changed. Grown up was more like how I felt as a woman, not only losing my virginity but also the pleasure I'd discovered with my Jennifer. Now I was in for about eleven days of boredom, or so I thought at the time. Little did I know how that was going to change.My...

That Sunday evening after I returned to my room at my landlady's house, I retired early for the night, I lay in bed recalling what had happened over the weekend and how thrilling it had been, so much better than being with Derek, orgasm after orgasm more than I'd had in a month.My one worry was if I was queer? What if others had heard us and reported us, we'd have been expelled and from the noises we were making I thought...

After I lost my virginity to Derek I felt liberated. Particularly as Jennifer and her boyfriend John, were sexually active too so we became a regular foursome. I liked that as her boyfriend had a car so when it was raining we could at least kiss and cuddle in reasonable comfort.I was writing home every week to mother telling her all about my school work, and I also wrote to Emma. As I said before, I always felt I could te...

I was raised by my mother in a very disciplined household in Scotland in the U.K., and as far back as I can remember being spanked was quite common. As a result I think that played a big part in my 'development' by being too strict, as I became very shy and introverted, and believe I developed a high pain threshold as a result.There were times when I would do things deliberately in anger that would result in my being puni...