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Posted by: Jayney Age: Old enough Posted on: 26 Sep 2016 4 comments
11 likes 1386 views Category: Masturbation Female Solo Tags: Boys, masturbatin, knickers,

I'm on five days leave. I intend to make the most of it. Most importantly, I need to pay sme attention to my sex.

I'm sitting in the church I used to go to when I was younger and reliving some naughty fantasies. I'm typing this onto my phone and definitely should not be having these thoughts in church! Sister Mary Assumpter would have a fit! I was 13 or so. Flat chested and sticky-knickered. I'm still flat chested and sticky knickered come to that. The smell or stale incense and polish gives every Catholic Church a distinctive smell. This one is no,different. Bless me father, for I have sinned, began my confession, followed by the usual, 'impure thoughts' etc. All very vague, but a 13, I had so much to tell. I sit in the coolness and think of what I should have said all those years go. 'Bless me father, for I have sinned. It's been two years since my last confession. Father, I did something bad with two boys touching me. They put their hands in my bra and hold my tits. I can feel the boy behind me pressing his cock against my arse. It feels hard. The other boy has lifted my skirt and has pushed his hand between my legs. I have a bit of hair there these days father and what he's doing feels so nice, I spread my legs to let him touch me more. The boy in front has got,his cock out. I'm holding it and rubbing him up and down, Father. The boy behind has pulled my skirt right up and my knickers are round my knees now. I can feel his cock between the cheeks of my arse and I,push back for him. The boy in front has pushed a finger inside me and although it hurt a little, it feels,wonderful. Is this what it's like when a cock goes in me? I'm a little,frightened this may go,too far, so I reach down and tug my knickers up as far as I can get them. But I soon return to wanking the boy off. He tells me he's going to,cum. I look down and he spurts some white stuff into my knickers. When he's finished, the boy behind me comes round and I rub him until he spurts there too.' As I remember what should,have been the contents of my confession, fir this happened exactly as I've described, I realise I have to masturbate...here....in an empty church. I kneel, reach down the top,of my jeans, find my magic button and orgasm, thinking of those boys, and what I would do,with them today.