I NEED HELP!! OK, there is this pretty well known set of amateur videos. One of them is this girl, cute squinty-eyed brunette possibly named SHANNON, in nothing but a pink belt rubbing herself with baby oil in a doorway as her bf records. In another, she is in a school girl uniform with her bf on a bed. ANYWAY, I believe I recently met this girl! Anyone know the vids I speak of? Where I can find them? Her REAL name? Thanks anon. You da best.

First seat I rubbed my prick on. Young shop assistant wearing a short neat n trim uniform was sitting on it. Hot summer day she was last person upstairs so when she stood up the seat was all wet with sweaty legs and ass. I sniffed the seat unzipped and rubbed my prick on the real shiny vinyl 

This is the story of my first sexual encounter with another guy.

My first time, i was in my early twenties. I never felt i was gay, and still don't now...i wasn't attracted to men in any emotional way, but physically i was curious about experimenting. I had been browsing the CL ads out of curiosity, wondering what it would be like to hook up with a guy. i knew this was not the best way to go about it, as CL was likely full of wierdo's and freaks, but i was aroused by looking at the posts and pics. Just the thought that i could anonomously hook up with someone i never met, and never have to see them again was a real turn on. i loved seeing guys post pictures of their dicks, and imagined how i'd get on my knees and suck them off. soon i was posting pics of myself. I was young, in great shape and liked to read the responses from guys, telling me my cock was hot, or that i was sexy.
Eventually i decided i would go all in and go through with it. I was working 2 hours north of where i lived, so i figured i could hook up after work with someone and there'd be zero chance i'd ever see them again. the day i decided to go for it I was checking the ads and my email all day. I was super horny and every time something grazed my cock it would leap up. by the end of the day i had found a guy that was along my way home. His dick pic really turned me on, and i kept looking down at it on my phone as i drove to his house. by this point we were txting each other for directions etc. The whole ride there i was gripping my cock through my dirty work jeans. I could feel the heat of it through my pants, maybe the horniest i've ever been.
When i finally got to his house i was relieved that it wasn't some shit hole...it was actually a really nice nieghborhood. as i walked to the door my blood was pounding in my ears and i was nervous as hell. He opened the door and said hi. His name was jim, he was slightly taller than me, maybe 6 foot...in good shape, late thirties, sandy blond hair...again, i don't find men attractive, but he was what i would consider a good looking guy. He was wearing a t shirt and sweat pants. I could see his cock bulge and was sure i was ready.
I walked in his house. It was like any other nice home (not sure what i expected). I remember two pictures by the wall, one of a slightly younger jim, and someone i assumed was his father, both wearing naval officers uniforms. don't know why but i found that kinda sexy. :-P
I then followed him up the stairs into the master bedroom, where i stood in front of him for a minute, not sure what to do. He had a warm, comforting smile as he said, "here, i'll help you with that". He reached out and cupped my thickening dick through my pants. It jumped in response and i was all in. I reached out myself and massaged his dick through the sweats. i could tell there was nothing under them, and it only made me hornier. He undid my pants and started tugging on my now throbbing prick. we worked our hands on each other for a minute or two, then i hurriedly undressed.
He layed on the bed as i got undressed. I remember seeing a glint of light off the tip of his cock as a tiny bit of old-cum formed. i got on the bed next to him and he leaned into me. we started working each others dicks and grinding, running our hands over each other. He sucked on my nipples and was kissing on my neck, but stopped there, as it seemed he could tell i wasn't down with making out, but kept kissing the sensitive spots on my body, which at this point, was everywhere. I lay there, jerking him off for a bit, but i knew i wanted to suck him off. i manuevered down to his hips and looked at his cock.
It was longer than mine, maybe 7-8". skinnier, but with a big head on it. i didn't hesitate and took it in my mouth. i was somewhat surprised at how it felt in my mouth, soft and smooth, but hard at the same time. i loved it.
....cont..
Soon he was sucking me as well. We were lying on our sides on the bed, facing opposite directions. I remember thinking he sucked dick better than the last girl i was with. I played with his balls, licking along the seam of his sack, running my tongue up the center ridge of his shaft. I loved the way his big mushroom head pulled on my lips as they slid over and back, catching on the edges. he told me he was about to cum and i picked up the pace. i was wondering what to expect when i felt his dick convulse in my mouth. I felt the first shot hit me on the roof of my mouth. I kept sucking and stroking his shaft as he unloaded his salty-sweet cum in my mouth. I wanted to swallow it, and did...probably not the best idea but i did it. I remember the tingly feeling in my mouth and comically wondered to myself if sperm were trying to burrow into my tongue.
shortly thereafter he jerked and sucked me to completion. it had been a huge build up and i shot a big load. i was happy to see that he too swallowed and felt better. As i cleaned up in the bathroom i felt mostly excited and horny, not guilty like i thought i might.
As he was walking me out we had idle conversation, as if we had not just sucked each other off. We parted ways but i did end up hooking up with him again a week or so later. He's the only guy i've ever been with twice, but the second time is a story for another day!

This is my first confession.
If you don’t care about all the details of the room and why I was there you can just skip to the second paragraph.

This is one of my most vivid memories. I use to fuck this girl in the tec room at school while the school assembly took place. I joined the tec crew because I thought I could get out of class easier and more, I did get out more but had to spent some nights working on sound for dances and stuff so it was not really worth it. One of the tec crew’s jobs was to adjust sound and light for the assemblies (this was a popular job for members of the tec crew because you could talk to each other instead of listening to the events of the week and only had to really do work if something went wrong). Two people got to do this; the others had to stay behind stage or sit in the crowd. The tec room was a room at the back of our school hall; it was small and had one window and one door. The window went straight into the hall so the people inside could see what they were doing to the lights and stuff. This window was tinted and high up so nobody could really see into the room. The door was on the other side facing away from the hall. One of the weeks that I got to be in the tec room I was signed up with this chick (I will call her Jess, not hear real name). Jess was kinda nerdy, she had long brown hair and glasses. She had above average bra size, not huge but big. She was not the best-looking girl, very average face. This was the first time I had worked with her. I should also mention that by this time I was know for being a womaniser, sex guy (nothing special about my dick or performance, I was just experienced).

So this particular day it had been raining heavily, combine the rain with our school uniforms (white shirts) and Jess’s tits. Jess’s bra was clearly visible (It was a generic purple bra). While we were talking she caught me checking her tits out, she started to blush. I remember complementing her but I don’t know what I said because she turned her head away from me all embarrassed. I laughed and told her that it is nothing to be embarrassed about. We continued talking this time about more sexual things, I was surprised about how dirty this girl could get. Eventually we got to play a game of truth or dare. This went on for a while (The assembly is a hour long) and towards the end of the assembly within the last 10 minutes I dared her to flash me. She was to nervous so I did not push her to do it. We kept playing till the assembly was over, as we were leaving she got to the door before me and locked it. She then turned around opening her shirt and flashed me her tits (not for to long). After she had re-buttoned her shirt, she unlocked the door and left with out a word.

I don’t think Jess had a chance to let her dirty side out with her friend so when we both had the tec room again (this was a few weeks later) she seemed more forward. Jess locked the door at the start of the assembly we got right into it. About 5 minutes in Jess said “You’ve seen my boobs I want to see something too”, I took this as strip completely nude. Jess just sat still, completely speechless. “So what do you think?” I asked. Jess returned with “I wasn’t expecting that but … wow”. I then told her that she should also strip and that it was freeing. Reluctantly Jess began to slowly strip. First her shirt and then her bra. Jess was blushing again and stoped before she opened her skirt and pulled down her panties. Jess was not shaven and had a full bush. Jess sat down not knowing what to do next, so I made the first move. I moved closer and opened her legs, Jess just when along with this not moving. I spread her pussy with my hand and started to pleasure her. Jess seemed to like this because I felt her hands on the back of my head. A few seconds into this Jess was getting a bit loud so I stop and found her a jumper for her to muffle the sound. I don’t know how long I was eating her pussy but after a short while she orgasmed. After Jess had recovered from this, I convinced her to give me a blowjob. She only let me cum into her hand not her mouth. By that time the assembly was over so we had to go. As we were leaving I tried to convince her to stay or come to the bathroom to fuck but she declined (I did not want to push to hard or I might not get to do anything next time).

We didn’t meet again until after the holidays (about 4 weeks). Jess had not contacted me in that time so I thought that our fun together was over, I was wrong. First week back from the holiday is a special assembly (the school gets speakers to come in and talk to the students about what they would do in the future), this goes for about 2 hours immediately following into lunch. Jess and I were working together in the tec room again (it was meant to be Jess and this other guy but I believe she pulled some strings). When Jess and I started it seemed like nothing had happened between us, we just talked about what we did on the holiday. However I found out that Jess actually got drunk for the first time and lost her virginity. She went into detail about what happened to her (or at least what she remembered). She was overly getting horny because she decided that we were going to fuck. Jess locked the door and we both stripped, I had never seen Jess this aggressive and controlling. First she grabbed my head and pulled it down to her pussy (Jess was shaved this time), which I was happy to oblige. I could taste her sweet juices as she pulled my head in closer. After few minutes she pulled me up saying that she wanted to taste it. Jess then kissed me sliding her tongue in my mouth. She stoped and started to rummage through her skirt pocket, Jess pulled out a condom. After she had placed it on me we began to fuck. I had to tell her to shut up as some one was going to hear. We were fucking doggy at first, Jess had her stomach on a chair and I was behind fucking her. We could both see the stage. It didn’t take that long for me to cum, while I was recovering I got Jess to sit so I could eat her pussy. When I was ready I stud up and fucked her again, this time I was facing her and watched her breasts bounce each time I thrust. After some time Jess decided to try anal, which did not go well. She could not take it and she wanted a break for a bit till her ass stoped hurting. After what seemed like ages we finally got back to fucking. We tried a bit of doggy, cowgirl, missionary, butterfly and Get off, stand up. After the assembly was over we got dressed without putting our underwear on, I had my dick stick out through the fly and screwed her with her skirt on so that we could continue fucking but stop quickly if anyone knocked on the door (nobody did). It was great fucking Jess while she was still in her school uniform. We did not get to fuck for long because Jess wanted to have lunch.

After that day we did not do much together. We only screwed twice outside of the tec room, however each time we were in the tec room together we did a minimum of a blowjob.

Jess (I know it is not your real name but you should be able to work out it is you) if you happen to find this I would love to hear from you. I find it highly unlikely that you would come across this and after reading still want to talk to me, but if you do please contact me.

Does anyone know where I can find some quality, amateur videos of girls masturbating for the first time? I remember seeing a video years ago of a girl masturbating and orgasming for the first time on her bed. It didn't show her face and I believe she was wearing something close to a school uniform. I mostly just want to see videos of real girls and their reactions to their first time masturbating and/or climaxing. Much obliged, you perverted bastards.

I confess. I have been living with my two young nieces for about 1.5 years. We are not blood related; as though that makes it any better. I was married to their aunt. The older one is 9 and the younger is 6. Since the older one was 5, I have been finding ways to grind her ass and pussy against my cock. The best was while we would be swimming. She would love to have me grab her by the waist, pull her nearly all the way under water, then throw her in the air. During the grab and launch, I would have my hard cock rubbing against her tight little ass, separated by only the thin fabric of our bathing suits. It was so amazing. I would give her piggyback rides and she would grinder her tight, virgin pussy against my back. Now that she is older, she has commented on how it tickles her �P�, as she called it. I got scared and have never done it again. Every now and then when I am drunk, she seems to know she can take advantage of the situation. She�ll sit next to me or on me, which will make me rock hard instantaneously. She�ll accidently graze my throbbing meat with her hand, or ass and sometimes her face. She will just kneel between my legs talking to me and rest the side of her face on my cock. She will try to do exercises and pose her tight, prepubescent, limber body in very sexy ways: grabbing her knees to her shoulders while on her back, flashing her clothed pussy at me; on all fours arching her back with beautiful ass ready to be caressed. She drives me crazy. She wears those tight �skinny jeans� and has gotten too big for some -- those are the ones that really do it. I can�t help but stare at her amazing developing body.

As for the younger one, sadly (for her parents) she has a life of being the object of man�s desire ahead of her. She has all the stereotypical attributes for a sex kitten: thin, blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, bubble butt and face of an angel. Ever since she was a baby, whenever I was out with her family, strangers would always comment on how beautiful she is. Now that she is a bit older, she has only gotten more beautiful; for some, downright sexy! The real kicker is that she knows it � at six years old. When she was four almost five I had the opportunity to baby sit her. Oh man, that was a week to remember. We would play wrestle and I would let her win. She would pin me in the 69 position. I would eat her little pussy through her tiny shorts. She would laugh, squirm and say how good and tickly it felt. I would holder by her ankles and swing her around with her face to my cock. She would run her face into my raging boner. As the days went forward we both became more bold. I would make the rule that we had to wrestle in our wrestling uniform (underwear). I would outright tickle her pussy through her little cotton panties and she would moan and giggle in ecstasy. Then, she initiated some fun on her own. I went to the bathroom to pee. She opened the door and was mesmerized at the sight of my cock. Her presence in there with me engorged my rod to levels never before seen. She and her pretty little face with those bright blue eyes were entranced. I began to stoke it in her face. She just smiled and grabbed it to stroke it herself. Thereafter, any time we were alone together, I would get her on my lap and dry hump her, kiss her neck, fondle her sexy ass and stroke her tight little pussy. She comes up and hugs me with her face pressed firmly into my cock. She always voices how much she loves me. She will find opportunities to come see me. She even sneaked into the bathroom while I was showering. Up until that point she would only jack me off through my pants, or if I was lucky, while it was out after using the bathroom when she would come in to �see what I was doing�. I was able to rub my bare cock against her face but since she saw pee come from it, she thought it was too dirty to go in her mouth. But, in the shower, I had the opportunity to clean it in front of her. She even help stroke it in her little hand with the warm soapy water. I feigned an injury to my cock and told her she needs to kiss it to make it feel better. She was not hesitant in the slightest. Her big blue eyes light up and she took my hard manhood in her little hand and began to kiss the tip the shaft, even my balls. I let her know that it would feel even better if she would suck it like she used to suck her thumb. She did not skip a beat. I was like she was born to suck cock. She sucked it while looking me in the eyes and stroking the shaft. I nearly came in her mouth. Instead, I had her strip out of her gymnastics gear and get in the shower with me. I fingered her little pussy and kissed her all over. We licked and kissed each other for what was an eternity of heaven and pure bliss. I had her bend over while I shot a hot load on her sexy, little ass. I cleaned her off and we haven�t spoken much of it since. Now that she is nearly seven, I have ceased all activity with her, save the occasional groping of her ass. But that is normal; everyone grabs her ass and tells her how cute, round and bubbly it is. She has once asked by why I no longer �hump on her� because I used to do it �every week�. She also asked whether I could put my peepee in her face, because she �liked when I used to do that�. Luckily, I just told her I don�t know what she is talking about. She is a little freak, though. She always has to change out of her school clothes & put on the smallest and tightest skirts and dress, sometimes with no panties. She likes to pull them up and show her ass. She�ll even turn her panties into a thong and say see like mommy! I love that kid.

My next door neighbors have been in a really nasty break up and divorce. The screaming has gotten so bad sometimes that the cops have been there 4 or 5 times that I know of. Both of them are assholes but I felt really sorry for their 3 kids having to listen and see that shit.

Thankfully it ended about 3 months ago with the wife and kids staying in the house. Maybe because I am 60 and retired the wife started to ask me all the time to fix shit for her. Once or twice was fine but it was almost like she expected it. I was just getting ready to put my foot dawn and stop it when this happened.

It was around 3:00 in the afternoon when there was a knock on the door. It was one of the kids from next door named Sara. She is a cute girl around 13 or 14. I could see a real troubled look on her face and asked her if there was a problem. That set her off and she started to cry so I figured I better let her inside. The schools around here make the students wear uniforms - plaid skirts with a white cotton top which she was wearing. She told me she was flunking math and her dad used to help her. She told me her mom made her come over. She said she was sorry but asked if there was any way I might be able to help her. Mom must have heard I was a engineer before I retired. Feeling sorry for her I agreed. She thanked me and I asked if she wanted to do it now and she said yes but she needed to go get her books. I figured the dining table would be best and when she came back I offered her a coke and we sat down next to each other so she could show me her problems. I worked with her for awhile and it felt like she was starting to get it. I looked over at her working and realized that the way she was sitting gave me a clear view down her shirt and I could see her braless tits. Not that she needs a bra but the were fucking perfect. Before I knew it I was getting hard and I just could not stop looking. I even reached under the table and gave my cock a squeeze. She finally thanked me and said she needed to get home for dinner. I told her any time and to let herself out. When I heard the door close I went and locked it then went to the bathroom and jerked off.

The following day there was a knock at the door again and it was Sara again. She had a big smile on her face and told me she got a C+ on her test. She seemed very happy. Then she handed me a cookie and said she wanted to thank me. I asked her if she wanted to come in and she agreed. This time we sat in the living room across from each other. I asked her if she wanted a coke and she agreed. She just talked and talked. Then she slid to the edge of the chair to get the coke and in do so her school skirt slid up and she opened her legs to help her slide forward and I got a clear view of her white panties. She just sat there on the edge of the chair with her legs apart chatting away. All of a sudden she asked why I wasn't married or if I had a girlfriend. I told her and she seemed to understand So I asked her the same question back. Her answer caught me when she asked if I thought she was pretty. I told her I guessed so. Then she asked me "is that why your penis is hard?" I almost died then and there and saw prison in my future. Then she tells me it's okay I like when you look at me that way. I kind of stammered out I could see her panties and it had a effect on me. Then she says to me do you want to have sex? It's okay I'm not a virgin on anything. I told her I did not think it was right. She got up and walked over to me and kissed me and told me I was hot but she understood. I told her thanks. She asked if i could help her with her math next week and I agreed. She said she should get home and walked towards the door then stopped. She reached under her skirt and removed her panties and walked over to me and handed them to me and said since I liked them so much I could have them. God they smelled wonderful and I have jerk off smelling them every day since. I have a feeling this is going to grow into more.

Real Schoolgirl in uniform wearing a skirt who had her breasts fondled by other guys in her class, at first she was resisting but then gave up, the guys then took off her bra and continued to fondle her breast for about two mins. She was cute, speaking maybe Italian. she was laughing most of the time. the video was taken by a crappy cell phone. Her breasts were perfectly plump (not to big either) with perfect nipples. I am requesting this..saw it on spam.com a while back. Heres hoping...

does anyone have any pics or vids of women in real uniforms, ya kno proper nurses or air stewardess, wpc etc

thanks hunicat xx

Hello! Anyone have any pictures of Indian/Middle Eastern schoolgirls in school uniform? Real schoolgirls preferred.

Hola!

I'm really turned on by real Indian/Middle Eastern girls in school uniform. Anyone have pics or links to them?

Thanks.

Harry.

Hi I am Mark I am 19 very shy boy, I still live with mum and probably will for a while as since I have no job I can't get a place of my own. I spend quite a lot of my time on the net looking at porn, I found this site a few months back and my god I love it. Now being very shy I had never been with a girl, not that I didn't want to, but I have never been good at talking to girls, My only friend Is David, we have been friends since we were 5 and he is very like me, shy and never had a girl. Now I am quite short and skinny as a rake, David is a bit taller and also very skinny. A few months back we were looking on the net and found some pictures of cross dressers. We were at his house alone and we raided his older sisters clothes and we were soon dressed up like girls, she walked in and caught us, I thought we were going to get into some real trouble but she laughed and said we both could pass for little girls, so began the blackmail, she called me up one day out of the blue, said I should come over, I told her I was busy but then she said she would tell my mum what I had done. I got there and she answered the door, she only had a towel on, now I had always had naughty thoughts about her but never thought anything would happen. She told me to go up to her room, on her bed was her old school uniform and a matching bra and panties set. She told me to put them on, I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, so I picked them up and was about to head to the bathroom, she told me no, I had to do it in front of her. I had no idea what was going on, but she told me to do it quick or she would call my mum. I stripped off to my underwear, and she told me to take them off too, I did as she said, my cock was semi hard and as I stood there naked I put on her panties, then bra and was soon dressed in her uniform. She sat down and put make up on me, and with the bra stuffed I had to admit I did look like a girl. She stood up and said I deserved a reward, she let the towel fall to the floor and she was naked in front of me. She put the towel back on told me to change and get out. I was so confused but did as I was told.
The next few weeks she would call me almost every day when she was home alone and get me over dress me up, she would always let me see her naked at the end of it. Then one day she opened the door naked, as soon as I was in the house she told me to strip, we were both naked and my cock was rock hard, she grabbed it and pulled me to the bathroom, sat me on the bath and shaved all my pubic hair off, under my arms and legs, all that time my cock was hard. She said she was going to do something else to me today and told me to close my eyes, she came back in and told me to open them, she was wearing a strap on. She told me to suck her cock like a good little girl. Again I did as I was told, and after a while she told me to bend over, I felt her fingers at my ass they were wet and she slid them in, I have had things up my ass before but she pushed that strap on in me and fucked me hard and rough, it hurt like hell and I knew I must be bleeding too, she finished and came round in front of me, she slid 2 fingers in her pussy and pulled them out and pushed them into my mouth, that was my reward. I was in so much pain but it got better. I will tell you more if you all like part one

I need this play as clip so badly or someone can roleplay with me this story. Anyone?

Play: The Knife-to-the-Heart execution
Alternating Perspectives: Me and Her
Scene 0: Conversation in the Cell Before Execution
A small cell is illuminated by the cold, flickering white neon light on the ceiling. The chilly concrete walls are covered with scratches from previous prisoners. She sits on an old wooden bench with tattered edges, her thin, worn green prisoner’s uniform clinging to her body, damp with sweat. I stand in front of the iron door, my fists clenched so tightly my knuckles turn white, my eyes filled with pain and longing I try to hide.

Me:
(In my mind)
I look at her. Her fragile frame brims with life. I lean down slowly, pressing my ear to her chest. Her heartbeat echoes "thump-thump... thump-thump..." clearly in the silence, steady yet tense at around 90 beats per minute. It’s so strong, the contractions firm as if it could keep beating for years. I want to tell her she shouldn’t have to end like this, but the truth is too cruel.
(Speaking aloud, voice trembling)
"In a few minutes, they’ll take you away. I want to spend as much time with you as I can, but I have to tell you what’s about to happen first. Your heartbeat... it’s so strong, you know? The contractions are firm and steady. It could beat for so much longer..."

Her:
(In her mind)
I sit on the cold, old wooden bench. My heart beats "thump-thump... thump-thump..." in my chest as you lean closer. I feel your warm breath against my skin, warming me amidst the fear. But I know... the heart you call strong is about to stop soon.
(Speaking aloud, voice shaky)
"It’s really time, isn’t it? Tell me. I want to know... I want to hear it from you. Even if my heart is strong... it won’t last much longer. Soon it’ll stop, and I’ll finally rest."
I take a deep breath, placing a small wooden box containing clothes and a white cloth on the bench beside her. My hands tremble slightly as I pick up a white undergarment, my fingers brushing the fabric lightly.

Me:
(In my mind)
I don’t want to say it at all, but I have to. I want her to have some control before it all ends.
(Speaking aloud)
"The execution method... They told me to explain it to you and let you choose. There are two options. The first is an injection. You’ll lie on a bed, I’ll inject the lethal injection into your veins, and you’ll fall asleep quietly, without pain. Your body will gradually shut down, like a nightmare ending. The second is strangulation with a cloth... It’s slower. You’ll feel it, feel me, until the very last moment. As for clothes... you need to change out of this prisoner’s uniform. I have a simple white undergarment, soft and thin, or a thin black robe that covers more of your body. I want you to choose... at least so you feel you have something in your hands before it’s all over."

Her:
(In her mind)
I stare at the box with empty eyes. My heart beats "thump-thump..." a little slower as I think. The injection would let me go quietly, but I don’t want to leave you without feeling anything. I want to stay with you longer, even if it hurts. I want to feel you.
(Speaking aloud, taking a deep breath)
"If it’s the injection, I won’t feel anything, right? It’ll be quick... but I won’t really get to say goodbye to you. But with the cloth... I’ll stay with you longer... I’ll feel you until the last second, won’t I?"

Me:
(In my mind)
Her question pierces my heart. I nod, tears welling up. She’s accepted her death, but I can’t come to terms with it.
(Speaking aloud)
"Yes... If it’s the cloth, you’ll stay conscious for a while. I’ll be with you every second. I’ll make you feel me... even though it has to end."

Her:
(In her mind)
I give a faint smile, tears streaming down my cheeks. I’ve decided. I want to feel you, even if it’s the last time.
(Speaking aloud)
"Then I choose the cloth strangulation... I want to feel you until the very end. I don’t want to leave without feeling anything. As for the clothes... I’ll take the white undergarment. I want it to be simple... and if you have to see me for the last time, I want it to be like this—plain, but me."

Me:
(In my mind)
My tears drip onto the floor. She’s made her choice... I take the white undergarment from the box, my hands brushing the fabric lightly. I long to stop time right here.
(Speaking aloud, voice trembling)
"Are you sure? It won’t be easy—for you or for me. But I’ll make it as gentle as I can. I’ll be with you... and I’ll make you happy before it all ends."

Her:
(In her mind)
I gently take your hand. My heart beats "thump-thump-thump-thump..." faster, reaching 100 beats per minute. The warmth from your palm seeps into me. I want to hug you tightly, but I know we have to move forward.
(Speaking aloud)
"Thank you for letting me choose. I trust you. Do it for me, please. I want it to be you... not anyone else."

I help her change, my hands touching her skin tenderly. I slowly remove her old prisoner’s uniform and slip the white undergarment onto her. My fingers tremble as I adjust the edges.
Scene 1: Leading to the Execution and the Start of Pleasure
Me:
(In my mind)
I hold her hand gently, leading her from the cell to the execution chamber. My hand wraps around her wrist as if afraid she’ll vanish. The narrow hallway is frigid, our footsteps echoing in the silence. The execution room is dim, lit only by a faint overhead lamp casting light onto an old wooden chair. I guide her to sit slowly. Her white undergarment bears faint sweat stains. I lean down, pressing my ear to her chest. Her heartbeat rings out "thump-thump... thump-thump..." clearly, strong and steady at about 100 beats per minute. It’s still so alive... if only it weren’t today.
(Speaking aloud)
"I don’t want you to go... but if you must, I’ll make you happy until the last moment. I’ll do it as gently as I can."

Her:
(In my mind)
I feel your hand around my wrist, warm and steady amidst the cold. My heart beats "thump-thump... thump-thump..." at around 100 beats per minute. Fear creeps in, but having you beside me calms me somewhat. You sit me down, the cold wood against my skin. I feel your breath on my chest again, my heart pounding louder in my chest.
(Speaking aloud, breathing quickly)
"You... I’m scared... but I want to feel you. Do it... I’m ready."
I pick up a long white cloth from the table beside us, draping it around her neck lightly. My fingers brush the skin at the nape of her neck slowly.

Me:
(In my mind)
I loop the cloth around her neck. Her heart speeds up to "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 120 beats per minute, rapid and forceful. I gently pull her undergarment halfway down, exposing her trembling skin under the dim light. She moans "Ah..." as my fingers touch her sensitive spot. Her heartbeat rings clear in my ear.
(Speaking aloud)
"Do you feel good... I want you to feel me. I’ll make you happy."

Her:
(In her mind)
I feel the cloth around my neck, but your gentleness keeps me from being afraid. My heart beats "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 120 beats per minute. You pull my undergarment down, my skin quivering in the cold air. I moan "Ah..." as you touch me. You enter in me gently, and my heart surges to "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 140 beats per minute. Pleasure floods my body, washing away the fear.
(Speaking aloud)
"I feel you... Ah... It’s good..."
Scene 2: Heightened Pleasure with Strangulation

Me:
(In my mind)
I gradually quicken my movements, every touch filled with longing. I tighten the cloth slightly, my hands trembling. I lean down, pressing my ear to her chest. Her heartbeat pounds "thump-thump-thump-thump..." fast and heavy at 160 beats per minute, barely pausing. She moans "Ah... You!" Her body trembles and tenses. She reaches climax with an "Ah!" I feel the heat peak, and I release inside her. My warmth flows into her. Her heart still beats "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 150 beats per minute.
(Speaking aloud)
"Are you happy... I want you to feel me to the fullest. I long for you so much..."

Her:
(In her mind)
You quicken your pace, and I feel your love in every movement. My heart beats "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 160 beats per minute, loud enough to burst. I moan "Ah... You!" Pleasure surges to its peak, and I climax with an "Ah!" Then I feel your heat—your warmth flowing into me. My heart slows to "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 150 beats per minute, still brimming with life.
(Speaking aloud, struggling to breathe)
"I feel your love flowing into me... Ah... It’s warm and full of you. Today’s my fertile day... I’d surely conceive from this, I can feel it from what you’ve given me. But... it’s a shame I won’t get to see it..."
I tighten the cloth a bit more, my hand brushing her shoulder gently. Her heart slows to "thump... thump... thump... thump..." at 130 beats per minute.
Scene 3: Farewell Amidst Pleasure

Her:
(In her mind)
You slow your movements, but I still feel your warmth. My heart beats "thump... thump... thump... thump..." at 110 beats per minute. It’s slowing but still trying to keep going. I look at you, tears welling up, my vision starting to blur.
(Speaking aloud, whispering with difficulty)
"If I didn’t have to die, I’d surely be pregnant from this... But... there’s no chance now..."

Me:
(In my mind)
I slow down. Her heart beats "thump... thump... thump... thump..." at 110 beats per minute, the rhythm slowing but determined. My tears fall. She speaks of a child we’ll never see. I long to stop everything. I place my left hand on her left chest, fingers brushing her warm, sweat-damp skin. I press lightly to find the spot where her heart beats strongest. Beneath my palm, I feel the firm contraction "thump... thump..." so clear. I pick up a short knife from the table beside us, gripping the handle tightly with my right hand. The sharp tip glints in the dim light. I position it at that spot, just below her third rib on the left, barely touching her skin, not pressing yet. Her heart still beats "thump... thump..." with resolve.
(Speaking aloud, whispering)
"If it were real, I’d love it as much as I love you. I long for the life we could’ve had together. But now... I’m sorry it has to end like this. Do you feel the knife... I’ll set you free. I promise."

Her:
(In her mind)
I give a faint smile, tears rolling down my cheeks. I feel your love in those words. My heart beats "thump... thump..." at 90 beats per minute. It’s tired, but I still want to tell you. I feel the cold tip of the knife against my skin. Fear flashes through me, but I’m glad... you’ll free me from this torment. My heart slows but keeps fighting.
(Speaking aloud)
"I love you... Find the truth for me... Remember me... I feel it now. You’ll set me free, won’t you..."

Me:
(In my mind)
I lean down and kiss her forehead. Her heart beats "thump... thump..." at 90 beats per minute, the rhythm weakening. I want her to know I’ll never forget her. The knife’s tip remains poised, my hand trembling slightly, but I’m resolute.
(Speaking aloud)
"I love you... I’ll find the truth. You’ll always be in my heart. I’ll never forget you. I’ll give you one last moment of happiness, then set you free."
Scene 4: Ultimate Pleasure Before Departure

Me:
(In my mind)
I quicken my movements again to give her maximum pleasure. My left hand presses against her chest, the knife’s tip steady at the same spot below her third rib on the left. Her heart surges momentarily to "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 120 beats per minute, contracting powerfully as if unleashing its final burst of energy. She moans "Ah... You!" Her body tenses, her arms wrapping around my neck, gripping me tightly until I feel the pressure of her fingers digging into my skin. Pleasure overwhelms her, almost spilling over. At the peak of her final climax, I release the cloth from her neck instantly, letting her breathe deeply. I thrust the knife down with full strength. The blade slices through her skin and muscle, plunging deep into her chest, piercing her heart directly between its two chambers. Bright red blood spurts out immediately, streaming over her white undergarment and staining my hands. I feel the resistance of her beating heart as the knife cuts through—it still contracts "thump-thump..." at 100 beats per minute, fueled by excitement and pleasure. Her heart fights the wound, blood seeping out with every beat. I feel her intense response, her body trembling. Her heart slows to "thump... thump..." at 80 beats per minute, the contractions heavy and sluggish. Her grip begins to loosen, her fingers easing from my skin. The sound becomes "thump...... thump..." at 60 beats per minute, the rhythm faltering. Her consciousness fades, but she smiles broadly as if in a pleasant dream. Her heart drops to "thump......... thump......" at 40 beats per minute, the contractions visibly weakening. Her arms fall from my neck, resting on my shoulders as if reluctant to let go. I quicken my pace to climax with her. Her heart beats faintly "thump......" one last time, a heavy, prolonged contraction as if fighting its final battle but succumbing. I release inside her again, my warmth mingling with the blood flowing out. Her body clenches tightly around me in a fierce, involuntary reaction despite her unconsciousness. Her heart stops completely at 0 beats per minute.
(Speaking aloud, breathing heavily)

"Your final 'thump' was full of happiness and effort. I felt that strong, weary contraction. Your heart fought until the end. I’ve set you free... and I felt you fully in this moment."

Her:
(In her mind)
You quicken your pace, and my heart surges to "thump-thump-thump-thump..." at 120 beats per minute, contracting powerfully as if releasing its last energy. I moan "Ah... You!" My body tenses, my arms wrapping around your neck, fingers digging into your skin as pleasure overwhelms me. You release the cloth, and I breathe deeply, savoring the thrill. Then I feel the knife plunge in—a sudden pain mixed with fear, but I’m glad... you’re freeing me. Warm blood flows from my chest. My heart beats "thump-thump..." at 100 beats per minute, struggling against the wound, still alive with happiness and excitement. It slows to "thump... thump..." at 80 beats per minute, heavy and slow. My grip weakens, fingers relaxing. The sound fades to "thump...... thump..." at 60 beats per minute, the rhythm breaking. My consciousness blurs, but I smile widely. My heart drops to "thump......... thump......" at 40 beats per minute, beating so faintly it’s nearly gone. My arms fall, and you quicken again. I feel your heat as you release inside me. My heart gives one last "thump......" a firm, lingering contraction as if leaving everything behind. I lose consciousness, but my body clenches around you fiercely. My spirit senses this happiness even as my heart stops.
(Speaking aloud, whispering with difficulty)
"I felt the knife... and the happiness... Thank you for setting me free..."
Scene 5: Departure and Beyond-Life Reaction

Me:
(In my mind)
Her heart is silent. I pull the knife out, blood trickling from the wound in her chest in thin streams. I move inside her slowly, her body twitching faintly from nerve reflexes. Her muscles clench around me in a beyond-life reaction. Her warmth fades gradually. I withdraw, setting the knife aside. Tears stream down my face as I lean down to embrace her body. I place my hand on her left chest again—the wound still oozes blood. I press lightly, searching for a heartbeat, but there’s nothing... no "thump-thump" anymore. I press my ear to her chest, the silence tearing at my heart. I stroke her arm, hoping for a breath. I check her wrist for a pulse, but there’s no sign of life. Her body is utterly still. I long for her to come back.
(Speaking aloud, whispering through tears)
"You... Your heart’s stopped. That final 'thump' still echoes in my ears. It was strong and full of life before I set you free. Your body held me for a moment, muscles clenching around me, then slowly relaxing... Your warmth is fading. I know you’re gone, but I hoped you’d still be here. Time of death: 18:45... I checked everything—no signs of life. I long for you so much it breaks me... I’ll never forget you, not for a second."

Her:
(In her mind)
I feel lighter and lighter. My body twitches faintly. I sense you still inside me briefly, your warmth lingering as I grow cold. My spirit drifts from my body. I look down and see you holding me, your face buried in my chest, tears flowing endlessly. I watch you check my body—pressing my chest, stroking my arm, feeling my wrist. You hope I’m still alive. I want to tell you I’m okay now. I float closer, trying to touch your shoulder, but I have no form. I say, "You... You did your best. I was truly happy. You freed me from torment. I felt love and joy until the last moment. My body responded to you even after I left. I’m not in pain or afraid anymore. I’ll always be in your heart. Don’t blame yourself..." But you can’t hear me. A light pulls me away. I smile at you one last time, whispering, "Thank you... and goodbye..." Then I’m gone.

Alright I am curious.. whenever I see a teacher I think of them as a good person. I go to a christian high school so we wear uniforms, and we wear kilts although soon they are going to be banned from the schools in our area because parents are complaining. Do young teachers and old teachers ever think about their students like "that"? i just can't imagine it because i can't think of a teacher and a religious man thinking those thoughts. PS this is a real person talking here, i am NOT some old man.

Can anyone confirm if this is a real uniform? Army girls are absolutely filthy in the sack, need this to be real.

Sucks like a trooper ;)