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Subject: {ASSM} An Unlikely Loss Of Virginity - by bonkgirl (M/f, humil, kinky, no sex)
Date: Sun,  1 Jun 2003 04:10:09 -0400
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Hello,

The story you are about to read is a work of fiction. Certain elements
are loosely based on real people and real events however they've been
embellished for dramatic effect and all names of people, places and
other identifying details have been changed. This and many of the
stories I write contain themes of non-consensual sex and forced
submission along with blackmail and other activities which are illegal
in real life. Please note that the real events surrounding everything
written by me were all entirely legal and all people participating did
so within the framework of "safe, sane and consensual" as defined
within the BDSM scene to which I belonged when the events took place.
I hope you enjoy my tales. All feedback may be addressed either to
alt.sex.stories.d or by email to bonkgirl@[NO-SPAM]yahoo.com

Adrianna
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An Unlikely Loss Of Virginity

It was the end of the first year of University and I was returning 
home to my parents on an overnight train. Being a student and with 
finances being a bit low I wasn't riding in a sleeper but I was able 
to afford an intermediate fare which enabled me to ride in one of the 
shared cabins. These had larger seats which could double as a bed if 
there weren't many other passengers, which there weren't, so I didn't 
have to spend the entire trip sitting uncomfortably upright like I
would have if I'd been in the economy section.

There's not much to tell and this much I've told anybody whose been 
interested enough to listen. During the night I woke up and caught an 
old guy - the only other person in the cabin with me at that time - 
had shifted from the seat opposite me and was sitting next to me and 
playing with my toes. I always tell that story to people and the 
reaction is always 'Hmmm...KINKY!' which in turn has forced me to 
withold the rest of the story.

What I don't tell people is I didn't immediately leap up and start
screaming at him to get out of the cabin which is what most people
assume I must have done. It's not that I've lied. I've simply never
been asked directly about my reaction. No, what I did was I pretended
to drop back asleep! I closed my eyes and realized if I didn't have to
think about his face I could actually enjoy the pleasurable sensations
of his fingers softly squeezing each of my toes, moving from the
smallest across to the big ones.

If it wasn't so embarrassing to talk about I could have quite a good 
laugh now, make jokes about it and say it was like 'this little piggy
went to market...' and so, me giggling the whole time until I peed my
pants. You see, the embarrassing truth is when he got to my big toes
and lightly gripped them in the warm palms of his hands, instead of
giggling I orgasmed! How could anybody have known I'd do that? I
didn't know it would or even could happen myself! To make matters even
worse, not that I made any outward displays of my pleasure at all, but
he must have instinctively known right at that precise moment that I
orgasmed and even to this day, if ever anybody takes hold of my big
toes long enough for me to remember up to that part, I invariably
orgasm again just at the thought. That's another little secret I have
which nobody - not even my husband or most intimate friends - knows
about. I even consider this bizarre incident to be among the first
real sexual encounters I've ever had even though I was still
technically a virgin at the time...

--
ser-en-dip-i-ty (n) The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by
accident.

"Serendip is not reached by plotting a course for it. Instead you must
set out in good faith and lose your bearings serendipitously" - from
The Sinbad Saga

http://profiles.yahoo.com/bonkgirl
--
ser-en-dip-i-ty (n) The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by
accident.

"Serendip is not reached by plotting a course for it. Instead you must
set out in good faith and lose your bearings serendipitously" - from
The Sinbad Saga

http://profiles.yahoo.com/bonkgirl

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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