Kate Marsh: Blackwell's Sexual Libertine

Kate was a slut. She was a slut and proud of it.

The first time someone called her that, she felt overcome with a sense of shame, but it also gave her a strange thrill. It was a very confusing feeling.

Kate was originally from a very conservative household and with that came a lack of self-control, mainly because her parents and her church held all the control for her. When she managed to get a scholarship to a pristine school like Blackwell Academy, she had a lot of trouble adjusting to her new sense of freedom.

Then one evening, while everyone else had already went to bed, Kate was on her way to the showers when she could hear Dana.

"Oh, oh yes! Harder!"

It was Dana. Someone was in there with her. Presumably her boyfriend. A part of Kate wanted to interrupt them. After all, boys weren't allowed in the girl's dorm. But instead, Kate sat against the wall next to the door. Her whole body tingled as she listened to them. Her underwear felt wet and she couldn't stop rubbing it one of her other hands cupped one of her breasts. She didn't wear a bra under her pajamas and her nipples stood erect through her shirt as she touched herself.

Before coming to Blackwell, Kate resisted the urge to touch herself out of a religious duty. After that night, she practically became addicted to masturbation.

Her mind would also wander during class. Her eyes would wander to the other students in inappropriate ways as she undressed them with her mind. She even looked up porn for the first time. She learned more about baby-making within the span of a weekend on the internet than she ever did than her family's abstinence courses ever taught her, even if she wound up skipping lunch two days in a row.

Eventually her masturbating got the attention of one her dorm-mates. She burst into Kate's door (the blonde having forgotten to lock it), intent on telling Kate to keep it down. She saw Kate, completely naked, sprawled on her bed with three fingers buried in her snatch, and she was dumbstruck with silence.

And that day, three things happened.

Kate lost her virginity, she discovered she was bisexual and she realized that sex was the best thing ever. Kate believed in God, and she was now convinced that he invented sex out of love and that it was worth celebrating.

It had been more than a month since that day and now Kate had become what some would call "the village bicycle"; everyone's had a ride. She was kind of proud of it, even if she was intent on keeping her family and the school staff from ever finding out.