I had no idea where Scott was or that anything else out of the ordinary was going to happen. We talked about the party and other things women do, unti... she said, “Let’s get ready.” We went to her bedroom she began rubbing massage oils on me but then told me to lay on my stomach and relax. She applied lube on my ass until she could work her fingers inside to loosen me up, and fit me with a but plug. I was oily and horny. She kissed me and said, “If it gets too much for you call my name as a. My husband and I attended an evangelical church here in the neighborhood and he was my first man. Our sex life has always been conservative, but we have sex with some frequency.A friend showed me this site of erotic stories. At first I didn't want to read the stories, but then, with the feminine curiosity speaking louder, I ended up reading some stories and because of that I took the courage to report my experience to you.I don't know if I should be doing this, but I think I'll feel better. "We're talking about sex. And everybody masturbates, so don't think that's a big, dirty secret." Yes," I admitted, exhaling hard. "I did last night." And?" I don't think I bled at all. But my fingers..." feeling so weird about describing the actual self-gratification I performed. "I can't get... that far in." Well, where the blood comes from isn't that far in, Sweetie. If you didn't have any blood on your fingers, then I think you're good."I let out a huge sigh of relief and smiled."Might just. Clearly, my subconsciousdidn't enjoy they idea of being with Bemariq as the man I was, but as agirl I pretended to be. As if the deception was what excited my innerself. Perhaps that was good: mere fancies were not truly dangerous.The roof of the main building was steadily revealed by the digging,until the top of a large doorway was revealed. Deep inside it, we couldsee a sturdy door, with strange writing on it.Bemariq announced a bonus for the workers, and suddenly everyone wascheering, him.