Sheltered Teen to Slutty Housewi[f]e: Toys and Virginity (Part 2)

Part 1 – [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xe9fj3/sheltered_teen_to_slutty_housewife_the_beginning/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

It seems like you guys liked the first part of this series, so I’m happy to keep writing. Show some love once you get to the end, or cum, whichever comes first lol.

It had been about three weeks since my first masturbation/orgasm experience that I discussed in part one. I was hooked, making up for lost time, and using my summer after high school to literally play with myself 7-8x a day. Each time getting bolder and bolder, learning new ways and new places to get myself off. I started doing it in the shower, the living room when no one was home, my car, and even once in a changing room at the mall. I even got my friend Rachel to let me borrow one of her dildos and vibrators that her mom bought her (that’s an interesting relationship there that will require its own story, that girl’s family was the exact opposite of mine).

OMG the first time that vibrator hit my clit I almost fell off my bed!!! It was intense and made me melt; I’m sure I changed the batteries in that thing every few days. Then there was the dildo, I didn’t want anything too big because up until that point my middle finger was the thickest, longest thing I’d had inside myself. This one was about 6” long, about as big around as a mini-coke can (the ones that are 7.5 ounces), flesh colored with a pinkish head, medium-sized balls, and a suction cup. It had veins, it was stiff but still soft, and boy did we become best friends.

The first time I used the dildo, I wasn’t sure if I was going to like it. I got into my regular rhythm, which at this point could get me off in a matter of minutes; not sure if that was because I was just so horny all the time now, repressed for so long and it was pent up, or that youthful aggression towards sex and all things sexual as our bodies begin to change and hormones pump out in excess. Either way, I got myself all worked up and edged myself several times (didn’t know it was called edging at the time, but I do now). When I was sufficiently wet and worked up, I started running the head of the dildo up and down my slit, covering the head in my juices and smearing them all over my lips, clit, asshole, and fingers.
Much like the first time I got off, it was a now or never kind of moment, so I again started pushing around my wet, virgin hole to see what would happen.

At this point, I had a pretty good idea of exactly where my little pussy was at, and it didn’t take long for the head of that dildo to find my entrance. As it sat there, poised to open me up, I hesitated, what if it hurt? What if it was uncomfortable? What if it made me bleed like one of my friends? But then I thought, what if it’s amazing like everyone says!? And with that, I slowly started to slide that fake cock right up inside my twat, inch by inch, getting accustomed to feeling full, stretched, and tight. After about three inches, I started to feel some resistance; it wasn’t much, but the sensation was different. I started to panic, not knowing what to do, this surely couldn’t be the end of it I thought? Unsure and uncomfortable, I did what any other teen girl would do in that circumstance, I called my friend to ask for help; that conversation went something like:

Rachel: Hey, what’s up?

Me: Not much, but I have something really embarrassing or silly to ask you, if that’s OK?

Rachel: It’s about the toys, isn’t it? You dirty bitch I knew you’d like them, what’s your question?

Me: OK, so I have it in and no issues but then I started feeling resistance and the sensation is different than the first few inches and I’m not sure what I should do?

Rachel: Wait, you have it inside of you, like right now while we’re on the phone???

Me: Yes, but I don’t know what to do now

Rachel: Well first, that’s super-hot, wish I was there, second, that’s probably part of your hymen or something else. You’ll want to lay a towel down, then use some of that lube I gave you, and you’re just going to have to push past it. It’s going to hurt a little bit and there might be a little blood, but trust me, after that initial pain, it’s going to be wonderful. You might even enjoy the pain hehe

Me: OK, I trust you, not going to lie, kind of wish you were here too, mostly for moral support.

Rachel: If I was there, it would be for a lot more than moral support sweetheart

We both laughed and hung up, I followed her advice and laid down a towel, put some lube on my lips and some inside my hole, and lubed up the dildo. I slid it back in until I got to the exact same spot as before. With a deep breath and some newfound courage, I shoved the rest of that rubber cock all the way inside of me. Initially, it hurt, a lot, but it was short-lived, and I started to realize how much I loved the feeling of being filled with cock (albeit a fake one, but a cock nonetheless). I started to move that rubber cock in and out of my slit, slowly at first, but then started building momentum. It was a little awkward at first, but I eventually got comfortable with it and before I knew it, I was pounding my pussy for all it’s worth. I would pull it all the way out till the tip was just barely in and then shove that thing in me as hard and as deep as I could until I felt those fake balls right up against my little asshole. Over and over again, in and out, in and out, I felt like I was in a race and no matter what I was going to finish first.

It took me all of about 5-10 minutes after my call with Rachel to bring myself to orgasm and boy was it was different than all the other ones. This one felt like the rest, but with the added sensation of feeling my insides stretched, my pussy full, and I felt dirty too, which added to the experience. It was at that very moment, I decided I was going to get my boyfriend to fuck me, or find someone who would! Either way, by the end of the week, I would have a real piece of meat inside of me, one way or another. I cleaned up, called my boyfriend, and told him we had to talk. He seemed concerned but I assured him it was all good stuff and I think he’ll be excited. We decided to go to lunch the next day and I began devising a plan that would get him inside of me.

***Hoping this one was as good as the first one. It seemed long so I decided to break it up into two separate parts. I’ll post the second half later today. That one starts to get really nasty.***

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