Now I know there are plenty of fake stories out there, so I decided to give a true one. Hope you enjoy!
Hello. My name is Lauren and I have been masturbating since I was 14 years old. I live in downtown Atlanta, GA, so my mom doesn't really use her car. She works just down the street so she walks to work, and my friend drives me to and from school. I have blond hair, slim, c boobs, and a slight tan. My body was mostly developed by the time I was 14. This story takes place a few weeks after my 15th birthday.
One day when I had got home from school, I was home alone and feeling sweaty. My mom would not get home until about 8:00 p.m and it is only the two of us at my house. So I decided to take a quick shower. While I was in the shower, I all of the sudden felt rally horny. I don't think I had ever been that horny before. But I ignored it for the moment and got out the shower, put on my pajamas, and did my English project. I usually do not wear a bra or panties when I wear pajamas because to me it is more comfortable.
When I finished my school work, I still had that horny feeling inside my pussy, so I went into my moms room to get a dildo. I had recently found this box of sex toys about two months earlier. I got my favourite one out of the box and headed down stairs. I did not like to masturbate in my mother's room. It just made me feel weird. Well anyway, I laid down on the couch and slid down my pants and lifted up my shirt.
I began to finger myself first for a few minutes and then I moved on to sticking the vibrator inside my pussy. I had been masturbating for about 10 minutes and then I had an orgasm. I thought it felt good enough for me to keep going so I did. I had been doing this for a few more minutes now, moaning slightly and squirming a little bit, and then I noticed my mom was standing right there. She was early! And I always hated days when she did not use her car because I would not hear her get home.
I tried to cover myself up as best as I could, but it was already to late. I was very embarrassed. She said that she was sorry and that what I was doing was okay just as long as I do it in my room. I got my clothes on and went up to my room. Me and my mother had not talked to each other for two days. But on the third day when I got home from school, I found a small, but useful vibrator in my room. I was happy and eventually earned the guts to say thank you.
I still have that dildo today, but it is not the one I use. I still thank my mom for saving me from having to steal her dildo every time I wanted some fun.
Thanks for reading.