1. Awakening


    Date: 12/1/2016, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, First Time, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Author: theloneliest, Rating: 89.3, Source: sexstories.com

    out a little and push it back in. This spreads my lubricant onto my lips, which makes it easier, so I repeat this until my lips are nice and slippery. Then I get the handle about one or two inches in and it feels as though I’ve gotten very tight very quickly. I push a little more and—mmkay, yep, I’m pushing past my hymen. I actually sat down with a mirror and inspected myself out of curiosity. So I know that I have a partial hymen, it’s not a solid membrane like porno’s make them out to be. It still stings, so I take in a deep breath and I puuuuuush ‘owie-owie-owie’ okay, I’m through. Alright, that wasn’t as horrible as I thought it was going to be. It was actually more of a pinching pain than the stinging pain I expected. I lay still for a moment, adjust to the foreign object in my body and take in the fact that I just popped my cherry, per se. I then pull the brush almost out then push it in, slowly at first because there is a faint stinging, then I become more interested in how deep I can go. I pull out, then in again, all the way to the bristles. Not to bad I figure, probably about 5 plus inches. I then start pumping the brush iiin and then ooout, repeating the motion back and forth. Mmm-Mm, this is starting to feel good. I start picking up the tempo, rocking the brush back and forth as though I’m playing my pussy like a violin, I snort. I continue on for a few more minutes and my arm starts to get tired. As good as it feels, between the faint stinging and my tired arm, ...
    I decide to pull the brush out. Uff-da, I did not expect to actually feel sort of empty. I grab a tissue and wipe off as much of my juices as I can and put the brush in my nightstands drawer. I reach down, cup myself, and smile, relishing the moment. I’m still turned on a bit so I adjust so that my fingers are resting on my clit and I slowly start to make little circles. Ah, yes, that feels good. I spend the next few minutes tickling my little bean until I reach my second orgasm of the day, although, far less intense than the first. Still, I’m quite satisfied and I drift off to a blissful sleep. I wake up to a start, ‘Did I just hear the door shut?’ I sit still for a minute, listening carefully and hear nothing else. I reach over to my phone and notice it’s still the morning and conclude I must have been dreaming. I get up out of bed and go to grab my underwear when I notice a spot on the bed from the corner of my eye. Oh crap, upon closer inspection I realize that it’s a dried bit of blood, “Idiot!” Of course, I then bend over, contorting myself into a human pretzel, attempting to see if there’s any left on me. I quickly abandon my endeavor and shuffle off to the bathroom where I wet a piece of tissue and wipe myself—ewww, brown and red smears come off on to the tissue and I quickly discard it and finish cleaning. I return to my room and strip my bed sheets. Why did I have to choose such a light color? I figure I’ll just use the same method to clean the sheets as I have for ...
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