Emily Roberts
Emily was excited and nervous as anything. The train was taking her from the confusing and perverted horror of a larger co-ed university to a more cozy and sensible all woman's liberal arts school. It was perhaps her parents fault she had been so terrified at the university that she had attempted suicide and at the recommendation of the unversity psychiatrist her parents relented and let her transfer to Somerset.
She had been raised in a very sheltered, conservative and straightlaced home. ANY thing remotely sexual or erotic was deemed "Perverted Filth" and not allowed. Emily never even saw another naked body until university and the feelings caused her much mental upset. This is not to say Emily had no such thoughts. She felt all the normal urges of a young girl and woman. It was drilled into her though these were worse than nasty.
By the time she was 16, she'd found things that made her excited. She looked at the small carrybag. Clothes pins to attach to her private areas, both nipples and labia. Stick pins to pierce her breasts and labia. A pair of her father's rolled up gym socks to muffle her pleasured moans from others. Several cut down belts fitted to her ankles and wrists with ropes to tie to convenient poles or light fixtures. Several hair brushes to swat her pussy with, one favorite she used with the stiff bristles directed to her pussy for self-abuse. Then there was her lurid and vivid imagination.. She hadn't even opened to the psychiatrist as she was to Emily a very sexy looking older woman and this was her issue. She didn't like guys sexually but would dream of and sneak peeks at the women around her. Every fiber of her being felt this and yet her mind was screaming it was WRONG! SIN! FILTH!
She locked the compartment door and turned the lights down and shut the blind and stripped removing her sweater, and baggy sweat pants, then the gym shorts and flannel shirt and stood in the white bra and panties and slipped her sneakers off and removed the bra, letting her conical 34B breasts free. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of the panties and in a fluid motion stepped out of them. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the dim lighting and her copper colored hair and darker red vee of her untrimmed pussy fur stood out. Her pink nipples leaped to hardness and she pinched them hard, gasping at the pain and pleasure that coursed through her 5 foot 3 inch frame. She bent down and unzipped the bag and pulled out 4 clothespins. She carefully closed them one by one, two on each nipple, sucking air through her teeth as they bit into the hard nubbins. She sighed and lightly traced the moistening slit of her pussy and then reached for the packet of stick pins and sat on the fold down bunk and put her feet together to spread her pussy. She reached for the hood of her clit and pulled it out and lightly touched the sharp point of the pin to the fleshy pink skin and sighed as she thrust it through. In succession she stuck two other pins in the minor labia and leaned back savoring the pain and pleasure signals shooting through her body. She opened the Us magazine she'd purchased at the station and flipped to the photo of the starlet in a bikini and started to finger her hole thrusting into the dewing hot tunnel up to her maidenhead and around in circles. She vividly imagined the starlet nude (looking remarkably like herself except for the larger breasts and different hair color) and kneeling at this woman.s feet and kissing her toes as the starlet lashed her with a belt. She almost screamed as she orgasmed and quickly shoved the rolled socks into her mouth. She then took another pin and started to rapidly stick her throbbing clit, muffled shrieks barely escaping her sock stuffed mouth. She came hard and quickly grabbed some toilet paper and swabbed herself clean then with a guilty look around to see if anyone saw, she spat out the saliva soaked socks and ate her girl come soaked toiletpaper saving the taste in her mouth until her saliva dissolved it then swallowed. She washed herself and took out the stick pins and patted her abused pussy with more paper and tossed that into the toilet. She took off the clothespins and pulled her nipples almost a full inch out and sighed as she felt the new pain and pleasure shivering through her body like ripples in a pond. She applied deoderant and a dab of perfume in her pubic triangle and then quickly dressed in her flannel nightgown and wrote her latest fantasy in her journal, slid that in her backpack and slipped under the covers to sleep and dream.
She woke early and quickly washed up at the small sink and dressed in yesterday's clothes and got her suitcase, backpack and carrybag together on the bunk and carefully placed her laptop case beside them and sat reading her bible until the conductor knocked informing her the station was 15 minutes away. Guiltily she slid her arms out of her sweatshirt and reached under her bra and gave her nipples fierce twists ans sighed as they sprang to fullness. She quit with an unsatified sigh as she did not want to orgasm and have the scent wafting about proclaiming her freaky whorishness to the whole world and grabbed her stuff when the train finally stopped.
She got into the cab and watched with interest the route to the college and noted all the girls as they walked by. The cabbie helped unload her footlocker from the trunk and set it inside the admissions office waiting room for her. She gave him a good tip with the fare and sat on the bench as she went through the laptop case looking for the transfer documentation and other papers. With a small 'aha!' of victory she gathered them together and handed them to the admissions secretary.
"Hi, I'm a new transfer? Emily Roberts. here are the papers I am supposed to give you?" She barely could do more than whisper as the pretty girl took them with a smile and told her to take a seat for a few minutes. Emily blushed and sat hurriedly down and took the Us magazine and read through it occassionally stealing glances at the pretty woman.
Emily was excited and nervous as anything. The train was taking her from the confusing and perverted horror of a larger co-ed university to a more cozy and sensible all woman's liberal arts school. It was perhaps her parents fault she had been so terrified at the university that she had attempted suicide and at the recommendation of the unversity psychiatrist her parents relented and let her transfer to Somerset.
She had been raised in a very sheltered, conservative and straightlaced home. ANY thing remotely sexual or erotic was deemed "Perverted Filth" and not allowed. Emily never even saw another naked body until university and the feelings caused her much mental upset. This is not to say Emily had no such thoughts. She felt all the normal urges of a young girl and woman. It was drilled into her though these were worse than nasty.
By the time she was 16, she'd found things that made her excited. She looked at the small carrybag. Clothes pins to attach to her private areas, both nipples and labia. Stick pins to pierce her breasts and labia. A pair of her father's rolled up gym socks to muffle her pleasured moans from others. Several cut down belts fitted to her ankles and wrists with ropes to tie to convenient poles or light fixtures. Several hair brushes to swat her pussy with, one favorite she used with the stiff bristles directed to her pussy for self-abuse. Then there was her lurid and vivid imagination.. She hadn't even opened to the psychiatrist as she was to Emily a very sexy looking older woman and this was her issue. She didn't like guys sexually but would dream of and sneak peeks at the women around her. Every fiber of her being felt this and yet her mind was screaming it was WRONG! SIN! FILTH!
She locked the compartment door and turned the lights down and shut the blind and stripped removing her sweater, and baggy sweat pants, then the gym shorts and flannel shirt and stood in the white bra and panties and slipped her sneakers off and removed the bra, letting her conical 34B breasts free. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of the panties and in a fluid motion stepped out of them. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the dim lighting and her copper colored hair and darker red vee of her untrimmed pussy fur stood out. Her pink nipples leaped to hardness and she pinched them hard, gasping at the pain and pleasure that coursed through her 5 foot 3 inch frame. She bent down and unzipped the bag and pulled out 4 clothespins. She carefully closed them one by one, two on each nipple, sucking air through her teeth as they bit into the hard nubbins. She sighed and lightly traced the moistening slit of her pussy and then reached for the packet of stick pins and sat on the fold down bunk and put her feet together to spread her pussy. She reached for the hood of her clit and pulled it out and lightly touched the sharp point of the pin to the fleshy pink skin and sighed as she thrust it through. In succession she stuck two other pins in the minor labia and leaned back savoring the pain and pleasure signals shooting through her body. She opened the Us magazine she'd purchased at the station and flipped to the photo of the starlet in a bikini and started to finger her hole thrusting into the dewing hot tunnel up to her maidenhead and around in circles. She vividly imagined the starlet nude (looking remarkably like herself except for the larger breasts and different hair color) and kneeling at this woman.s feet and kissing her toes as the starlet lashed her with a belt. She almost screamed as she orgasmed and quickly shoved the rolled socks into her mouth. She then took another pin and started to rapidly stick her throbbing clit, muffled shrieks barely escaping her sock stuffed mouth. She came hard and quickly grabbed some toilet paper and swabbed herself clean then with a guilty look around to see if anyone saw, she spat out the saliva soaked socks and ate her girl come soaked toiletpaper saving the taste in her mouth until her saliva dissolved it then swallowed. She washed herself and took out the stick pins and patted her abused pussy with more paper and tossed that into the toilet. She took off the clothespins and pulled her nipples almost a full inch out and sighed as she felt the new pain and pleasure shivering through her body like ripples in a pond. She applied deoderant and a dab of perfume in her pubic triangle and then quickly dressed in her flannel nightgown and wrote her latest fantasy in her journal, slid that in her backpack and slipped under the covers to sleep and dream.
She woke early and quickly washed up at the small sink and dressed in yesterday's clothes and got her suitcase, backpack and carrybag together on the bunk and carefully placed her laptop case beside them and sat reading her bible until the conductor knocked informing her the station was 15 minutes away. Guiltily she slid her arms out of her sweatshirt and reached under her bra and gave her nipples fierce twists ans sighed as they sprang to fullness. She quit with an unsatified sigh as she did not want to orgasm and have the scent wafting about proclaiming her freaky whorishness to the whole world and grabbed her stuff when the train finally stopped.
She got into the cab and watched with interest the route to the college and noted all the girls as they walked by. The cabbie helped unload her footlocker from the trunk and set it inside the admissions office waiting room for her. She gave him a good tip with the fare and sat on the bench as she went through the laptop case looking for the transfer documentation and other papers. With a small 'aha!' of victory she gathered them together and handed them to the admissions secretary.
"Hi, I'm a new transfer? Emily Roberts. here are the papers I am supposed to give you?" She barely could do more than whisper as the pretty girl took them with a smile and told her to take a seat for a few minutes. Emily blushed and sat hurriedly down and took the Us magazine and read through it occassionally stealing glances at the pretty woman.
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