Laura is a good girl. She comes from a good family. She goes to school and does well, not the best, but she is at the top. She does sport, mostly gymnastics and she love it and is training hard. She has good friends, and she is popular. She goes to church with her parents every Sunday. She does all the right things. She says all the right things and has all the right values and opinions.
Having a boyfriend is out of the question. Her parents were of the firm belief sex was something you should do after you have gotten married. Schools teach only abstinence.
Her friends were of the same belief and shares the same values. Usually, she met her friends at the mall when they are not at school. She lives within walking distance of the mall, so it is convenient for her. She has the perfect life.
But she is not only good. She has a dark side that she hides from everybody. Since she was about fourteen, she has been having this peculiar itch and dirty thoughts. She struggles with them and often she succumbs, and she masturbates. She was supposed to be a good girl and it was such a conflict having these strong feelings. Often, she feels guilty about her own emotions. Everybody was expecting her to be good and it created such a conflict inside her.
When she was sixteen, she found a dildo in the trash in a public bathroom. It was old, dirty and it looked like someone had been chewing on the bottom part of it. She had never seen one before, but she recognized what it was. She got a burning hot feeling between her legs when she picked it up. She hid it in her bag and took it home. Late at night, she cleaned it in the bathroom. Even later the same night she broke her hymen with it. She hid it in her room, feeling guilty but fulfilled at the same time. Sometimes she brought it out when her hands were not enough to bring herself off.
Now she was eighteen. She was curious about sex but everyone around her was sheltering her. She could use her phone to go on the net, but her parents sometimes checked her phone. She was scared they would discover that she searches for porn and stuff on the net. She had seen some and it always made her feel bothered. She would masturbate several times while replaying in her mind what she had seen.
Laura had increasing difficulty keeping her emotions in check. She had even started masturbating outside of the sanctuary of her bedroom. She would masturbate in public bathrooms and fitting rooms in shops, and it always made her feel so hot. It turned her on when she heard people outside. She was so bad having two fingers knuckle deep in her pussy and rubbing herself with the other hand. She had a recurring fantasy that someone would discover her while masturbating. The person would realize how lewd she was and degrades her for being so perverted. She was a good girl but deep down she was a filthy slut. She was so hot and bothered but at the same time, everyone expected her to be good. She was constantly haunted by these conflicting emotions. The conflict turns into resentment and then hate. She came to hate all expectations on her to be a good girl. The more her emotions were pushing on her, the more she came to hate it was not acceptable for her to act upon them. She felt she was developing a secret life of feelings and wishes.
One day a friend showed her a film on her phone of an old guy having sex with a young girl. The guy had been around fifty and looked poorly kept and had a potbelly. The girl was about their age and beautiful. Her friend was completely grossed out. Laura got the familiar burning feeling while watching the scene on the small screen. She often fantasized about sex. But, with her limited experience, she had never imagined that you could do it with someone as old and ugly. It was a burning hot revelation. Somehow, she managed to look convincingly disgusted when she watched the short video. Most of all she wanted to take her friend's phone. She wanted to watch it over and over while she imagined she was doing all the disgusting things with the old fat guy. She already knew that later she would bring out the dildo to make it extra special.
The same afternoon she fucked herself to orgasm twice with the worn dildo. Both times she was so excited she was trembling. Still, she did not manage to put out the burning itch inside her and wanted more. With her sheltered life, she had never imagined you could do something as kinky as have sex with an ugly old man.
She felt she needed to do something kinky and daring. She got an idea, and she rinsed her throbbing pussy and put on fresh panties. She wrapped the dildo in a T-shirt and stuck it inside her handbag and left for the shopping mall. Her heart was beating hard in her chest as she crossed the distance between her home and the mall. Never in her life had she been so daring. The dildo felt heavy in her bag. But at the same time as her mind filled with a burning need of doing something bad. She could not stand being Ms. Perfect all the time and conforming to everybody's expectations.
Often, she sees an old homeless guy when she walks to the mall. She has met him so many times that he recognizes her and sometimes waves when she passes.
She thinks he is gross but harmless. His clothes are rags, and he was so dirty and unkempt it was impossible to tell how old he was. He could be anywhere between 40 and 60 years old. There are two storage buildings at the end of the parking lot. She knows he sleeps behind a couple of dumpsters in the narrow space between the two buildings.
