There are two discoveries that I made after I turned 18 that changed everything about my sex life. The first was a dildo in my mom's room. I found it by accident really. She had said that I could borrow a black dress from her to wear to a school performance, and I was in her closet looking for one, when I decided to try and borrow a belt as well. I was searching through some stuff in the upper section when I came across a tattered beach bag that was all folded up. I pulled it down and opened it and was shocked by what I saw. It was a dido. Kind of big, and quite long. Looked like a perfectly formed hard cock. I flushed and immediately put the bag back.
But all that day I kept thinking about what I had seen, and later that afternoon I came home from school early. Nobody was home and so I went upstairs and pulled it out. I held it in my hands for what seemed like forever. I was extremely naïve when it came to sex back then. I had experienced one boyfriend, and kissed a little here and there, but otherwise was a virgin in every sense of the word. Even more than that, I was pretty innocent with my body. Never really masturbated and was very shy with everything involving sex. Now, I was sitting on my mom's bed holding a rubbery hard cock in my hands.
I locked the door and checked to see that all my family members were far away using Find my Phone..... and then I put it in my mouth. Don't ask me why. I guess I just was overcome with curiosity, wondering what a cock would feel like if I licked it. I had to stretch my mouth pretty wide. It tasted, well rubbery. But still, it was a turn on.
Before I knew what had happened, I was lying on the bed with my hand down under my panties playing with my very wet pussy and moving the dildo back and forth in my mouth. I had my first orgasm with that dildo moving back and forth along my tongue.
Over the next few weeks, that dildo was my best friend. I fucked it (losing my virginity in the process). I licked it. I came with it stuffed up in me while I played with my clit. I imagined the boys I had crushes on and pretended it was their cock I was fucking and sucking. I came over and over and over again.
But that's not what this story is about. Nope. Though the dildo started it really.
This story is about what happened one day when I was in my mom's room with the door locked and the dildo stuffed up in me. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was my older sister. She was home for winter break and was trying to get something. I was in shock, completely naked on my parent's bed, with my wet pussy clutching and squeezing the dildo I was sliding in and out of me.
She knocked again, and I spun off the bed, pulling the dildo out.
"Bethany, what the hell are you doing in there? Open up!" my sister Deena called out.
"Sorry, just a second, I'm just getting out of the shower." I stuffed the dildo back in the bag, and threw it up top into the closet. Then I ran into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. My sister kept banging on the door. Finally I opened it.
"Christ! What the hell?" she said as she stormed in.
"Sorry," I stammered.
She shook her head in annoyance and went directly into the closet to grab something of mom's as well. While she rifled through, suddenly the bag up top, the one with the dildo in it, toppled and fell. My heart sank with shame. Thankfully the dildo didn't come flying out.
"I'll get that!" I screamed out as I raced forward.
Geez," my sister called out as I pushed her out of the way. "Calm down, OK?" Then she looked at me, and at the bag I was holding. Her face had an odd expression. She smiled.
"How was your shower, sis?" she asked.
"Oh fine," I said trying to sound calm.
"Maybe next time you should actually wash your hair," she said sarcastically, and then she brushed by me and headed out of the room.
As my breathing returned to normal, I pushed the bag back up into its normal place and resolved to do a better job of making sure my sister wasn't around the next time I used it.
The rest of that day went by just fine......until that night after dinner. When I was walking upstairs, my sister met me on her way down.
"Hey!" she said.
"Yeah?"
"I put a present on your bed. An early Christmas present, so to speak. Just wanted you to know."
I walked past her and into my room. Sitting on my pillow was a small package wrapped in red paper with snowmen on it. I closed the door and then slowly opened it up. It was a very small book. Actually more like a journal. It looked like it could easily be a hundred years old or older. I didn't know it, but I held in my hands the 2nd discovery. The one that would change things for me sexually in a manner I had never dreamed possible.
Filled with curiosity, I opened the front page. There was a piece of paper folded up, and when I opened it, I found a note from my sister. It read:
Dearest Sis, I'm so sorry to have barged in on you like I did earlier today. I see that you found mom's "toy." Good for you. I must admit, I found it a few years back myself. Hope it's been as fun for you as it was for me (wink, wink).
Given this, I thought that it was time for me to share with you this book. It's....well, it's an amazing book. I found it accidentally about 2 years ago at the library. I'm not going to spoil anything for you, but let me just say that it is magical -- in every sense of the word.
If you turn to the next page, there are some words written down, and if you read them.....well, little sis.....if you read them, then let's just say you won't ever need to go into mom's room again to satisfy any cravings.
I hope this book brings you as much joy as it brought me -- and that you might let me borrow it from time to time.
With love,
