1. Good Girls Tell No Lies: Episode 1


    Date: 3/15/2019, Categories: Straight Sex Author: xhardx13, Source: LushStories

    I was the maid of honor at a friend's wedding a couple of weekends ago. It was her second marriage. She was marrying a wealthy financial advisor, so the wedding and reception were very elegant. It was a black tie affair, so I rented a gown and wore my best jewelry. Lucas, a hedge fund manager, and I met at the rehearsal party. He was the best man, daringly handsome with jet black hair and dark penetrating eyes. We were both divorced, single, and hit it off immediately. It was assumed by the wedding party that we would spend the night together. We did. Lucas was a fine specimen of a man with walnut size balls and a long thick cock curved like a banana. It wasn't a radical bend, but he was bent. Slightly embarrassed, he told me he had a condition called Peyronie's disease, named after an eighteenth century French physician. It was like the curvature of the spine but a penile curvature. We made glorious love that night like we had known each other for years. Maybe it was because I've always been partial to banana curved cocks. It took me back to my teenage years when I was first exploring my young tender body. ******* There's a well worn idiom that says, "When the cats are away, the mice will play." That pretty much describes my situation as a teenager. Let's say my parents were the cats giving me the opportunity to play. It began on a weekend with my parents out of town. I was pretty much confined to the house because I promised to baby-sit my younger brother. One night with ...
     only my little brother in the house and fast asleep, I started my exploration of self discovery. I knew for a long time there was something between my legs that was very sensitive. Maybe it was the wrong thing to do but when touching myself down there, it felt so good. I licked my fingers and rubbed the little button that seemed to grow at the touch and gave me a certain pleasure that a girl doesn't get just from a boyfriend's kiss. There was something else that was new. While I continued to pleasure myself, the insides of my girly opening became sopping wet. I wanted to find out if I had just pissed on the bed but when I put two fingers inside, the fluid was a much different, thicker and clear. My heart was pounding, and I began to feel guilty for doing a dirty thing. I stopped playing with myself being certain I might had done some kind of terrible damage to my body. I was afraid. Maybe my hair will fall out or I'd go blind. The next morning, I felt fine. I was not about to descend into hell and my body wasn't turning purple. So, after my brother was in bed the next night, I started again. This time I added my hairbrush to get a feeling of how it felt to slip an object into my wet pussy. The brush felt okay. Maybe something thicker might give me a different feeling. That curiosity took me into the kitchen returning to the bedroom with a banana. I wondered, Would it fit? Would it hurt? Would it go all the way in? Spreading my legs wide, the tip of the banana easily slipped ...
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