Gently inserting my slender middle finger inside. Mmmm. Gently right up to the knuckle. I can feel myself getting wet between my legs. Knowing that I...am well lubed there... I take fifty shades from my mouth put some lube on it and slide it inside me "plop" it is inside me. I can't explain the feeling, it makes me smile with pleasure. Turning bent over I look at the plug snug inside me.I walk and lay down on the bed. It feels good walking with fifty shades in my backside. Laying on my back I. One day at night when I was masturbating my mom saw me. She suddenly switches on the lights and asked that what I was doing?I told her sorry mom I was so sorry. She told me that ok boys of your age will do this. I won’t scold you for that. She said try to avoid doing this daily because she was seeing this for the past one month. I told her sorry mommy will try to avoid mom. And told to mom I never saw a woman nude mom. Except you when you changed dress in front of me I looked at your back that. Had I actually just drawn a parallel between my life and something I learned in school? Was this me, standing on the sidewalk in my school clothes with my bookbag, thinking about the philosophical basis for my view of morality and how it applied to correct behavior in social settings? I was a socially-deprived high school girl whose main concern up to this point in her life had been how to sneak out on a date or how much make-up I could get away with wearing.Suddenly, something really scary did. She refused blatantly, as would be the normal response at first instance. But, I persisted with my proposal and finally she agreed to have it discussed while we were having sex, just to have higher excitement levels during the act. We designed two of my friends, who would join me and her while we had sex and those two would do things that would arouse her and eventually end up fucking her to her immense pleasure. It was she who would tell the stories to me as I fucked her. She would tell.