This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
NOTE: This is a true story, although I've embellished on the incident and changed some names and places.
Being Spanked by Sister Mary Ff BDSM By Marie LeClare Copyright (c) 2004
As some of you all know, who've read my previous stories, I had my first lesbian experience when I was 14 with my dancing teacher. Between that time and when I had reached 16, I had dropped out of school, but went back later, and had a girlfriend, who danced on the weekends at a club that didn't ask questions about age.
I used to go to a club behind a club. Let me explain. There was this club with a bar like atmosphere, but didn't sell alcoholic drinks, and it was behind a club that did. They catered to us lesbian and gay kids who were not of legal age, and really made us feel grownup.
So one Friday night, while my girlfriend was at work, I was sitting in the club having an orange coke, when all of a sudden I looked up and standing right in front of me was Sister Mary. I almost crapped when she said with a smile "do you mind if I join you Marie?".
Sitting down she went on to say "I almost didn't come in when I saw you here but I thought since I'm no longer at Holy Angels School and neither are you, it wouldn't matter".
We made small talk, her about how she had to hide that she was a lesbian and how she always thought about me at night when she masturbated, and I about how I had my first experience and that I had a girlfriend.
Secretly I always had a crush on Sister, who now made me call her Robin, and when she would spank me, I always got wet, but I thought for some reason that Nuns don't have sex.
With a smile and a wink she asked "would you like to come up to my apartment for a real drink?" and all I could do was nod yes.
As we sat on her sofa she told me how she would get aroused when she would spank me and asked if I had enjoyed the spanking, to which I had to say yes. I even told her how I would masturbate after the spankings.
With that she took my hand and turned me over her lap saying "I think this naughty girl needs a spanking", and I feigned a "no not that".
Holding my tightly with her left hand she hiked up my denim skirt and brushed her hand over my bikini covered ass cheeks, before raising her hand and bringing it down with a loud smack.
Feeling her spanking me brought back so many memories, as I felt her hand come crashing down, first on one cheek then the other.
I could hear her breath becoming ragged as she slipped her fingers under the elastic of my panties and dragged them down and completely off, and I was sure she could see the wet spot.
Taking the panties she brought them to my face and said, "smell them, suck them", which I did obediently, tasting my juices.
Parting my legs I was sure she could see how wet my pussy was, but she paid no notice and only started to spank my ass more, before spitting on her hand and spanking my inner thighs.
By this time the temperature had risen considerably in my pussy and she brought her hand to my pussy lips. Letting her fingers brush softly over my delicate folds, feeling my wetness, giving me hopes that she would finger my needy pussy which I needed so desperately.
I was mistaken. Her fingers only lingered on my pussy for a few moments before she started to spank my pussy. Lightly at first but then getting harder and harder as I squirmed on her lap, needing release so desperately.
I had never been made this hot in my life and the combination of pain turning to pleasure was exquisite, but I need to come soon before I went insane.
She must have known that she was approaching my breaking point and the spanking stopped, as I felt her reach for something.
Hearing the ice cubes in the glass I assumed she was reaching for her drink, but I was wrong again.
Feeling the ice touch my hot wet pussy was enough to get me over the edge and I screamed as the floodgates opened my pussy poured forth my pussy honey in a mind blowing orgasm.
With that Robin said, "I want to fuck you", and she disrobed quickly, as I watched, half expecting her to have a dick, because I had never heard of one woman fucking another woman.
Getting on the floor and pulling me down to her from the sofa she positioned us so that we were in a scissors position. She reached with one hand parting my pussy lips and with the other she parted her beautiful pussy lips. Then she lowered her pussy to mine so that our clits kissed.
Grinding her pussy to mine, in a little circle, was amazing, as she told me that grinding was the most intimate act two women can do to each other.
Holding her leg as we clit fucked each other was awesome and I started sucking her little toes, before I drew all of her toes into my mouth.
Getting closer and closer, the tingle getting stronger in both of us, was the most exciting feeling I had ever had, and when she stopped and her whole body went stiff I knew she was having her orgasm, and mine followed.
The hours passed by so quickly and before I knew it, it was time for me to go and meet my girlfriend.
Robin and I have remained friends to this day, so Robin, if you happen to be reading this, please write me.
If you like this story, or have a lesbian experience you think might make a good story please write me MarieLeClare@Yahoo.com
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