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Fridagirl as never beforeEveryone does it, but very few talk about it. I was fascinated by it so much so, with the help of my mother, who taught sex education, I read back on all the authorities who preached about it's effects, from Blindness, epilepsy, fainting spells, infertility, and stunted growth all the way to Dr. Kellogg, whose Corn Flakes were meant to curb the desire and the hypocritical President Clinton, who fired his surgeon general, Jocelyn Elders, all because she wanted to teach about the joys of masturbation to c***dren, maybe Bill did not want girls to know they could use their own fingers and not his cigars?So yes, masturbation is as old and older then the written word, and always, men get the bum wrap of being the main culprits of hand jobs, whereas we girls, are innocent right up until we are deflowered and God forbid any of us that slipped a hand down her panties, whores, tarts, and any name that men could lable us with to indicate our bodies felt such pleasure. Really, just how freaking scared are you that we might actually not need to feel your cock for sexual pleasure?My brother and I bathed together, and up until our teens, shared a bed. Back then it was very normal, as we only had two rooms, and the beds were family heirlooms, handed down to us by Grandparents, and besides, even as a middle class family, money was tight and if a pillow separated us in bed, it was cheaper than buying two single beds with no space to fit them into the small room.By that time we had experimented long before mum decided to expose ourselves to sex, even the best of well intended parents, are too late when boys and girls from a more modern generation, are well ahead, as in our family, mothers own upbringing was more inhibited, so she thinking were similar was wrong, as many morning I would awake with my brother's morning woody, stuck between my thighs, or his fresh ejaculations on my naked bum.Mother knew of this, perhaps from the bed sheets, stained with spunk, or my dirty panties, when I wiped myself clean from one of his morning cumming, and she decided that perhaps the innocence of a pillow separating our naked bodies was not enough, so she armed us with knowledge, masturbation is good, but fucking would not be, unless used with protection, so I was frog marched to the doctors and put on the pill and condoms were placed in the bedside cabinet, and when you think about sex between siblings as being such taboo, mother felt knowledge would allay that fear.Sex between family members is rare according to experts, as we grow up together, sexual desire dwindles as we connect with each other daily. Her test of proof positive was for both of us to strip off and fondle each other through masturbation. I gave my brother a hand job and he fingered me, and like she said, nothing happened, he remained flaccid, and he had to use a cream to enter me with his fingers.That night in bed, as mother slept soundly in her secure knowledge, we engaged in full intercourse, mother's presence was frightening, and we were so worked up, we forgot to use the condoms Fındıkzade Escort and managed to orgasm together.Of course back then everything was knew and exciting. Sex was an act, natures sleeping pill, whereas love, was something I felt not for him or another man, I was in love with another girl and the thought of sleeping with her, really made me sick with anticipation.Holding hands and smelling her scents, her pouting lips and smooth skin, her voice made me wet and I found myself touching myself intimately, when I thought about her.When my parents divorced, daddy moved away and we all saw less of each other, and it was nearly five years and when I was going to University, which was where he lived, I called him and he offered me a place to stay.As a young woman, I was starved of daddy's influence, so when we met again at the airport, I found it hard to accept he was the same man I last saw as a fledgling teenager with bi-sexual leanings for another girl, honestly, when we hugged, I could feel my nipples harden as I pressed close and tightly to him, but he too felt it, I could feel his response press against my pubic bone, daddy had a hard-on for me, and my heart melted, as I pushed back.There was a bar at the arrivals and we simultaneously suggested a drink to cover our emotions and as we made our way there, my eyes remained fixed, unashamedly on his crotch, because I knew from experience, once when as a girl I rushed into the bathroom, and caught him masturbating into the washbasin, back then he and mother were not sleeping together, and as I watched, both mesmerised and mentally comparing him to my brothers size, again this sort of sex was normal and functional, thanks to mother's teaching.It was at the time of my prelims, and I was stressed and ovulating, so that night I used one of my sex toys, an eight inch dong, realistic cock of some coloured dude famed for fucking white chicks, and like a lot of white girls, we use that idea more in our head, than in reality, and the dong in our pussy, anyhow like I said, an orgasm is natures sleeping pill.In the morning I had overslept, and it was all stress again and I rushed to classes to sit these exams, which could be used as test results should something happen on the actual exams day.in the future, so we had to take them seriously.I was mentally fucked and went to the uni bar and almost downed a bottle of wine on an empty stomach, met up with a guy and went back to his place, where three other guys waited and guess what, I was gang-banged for the next three hours and then dumped back into the city, leaving this bunch of morons high-fiving themselves.I felt sick and used and blamed myself, yes I went into it willingly, as I was ovulating and wanted to have sex, at first with him, but when the others started to touch and feel me, I relented and allowed the abuses to happen, remembering mothers advice, "Go along with it and it will just be sex, don't fight", so I did and had a few orgasms to prove I was enjoying it and that pleased them no end, that they were making a Fındıkzade escort Bayan girl cum so much.I got home at around eleven desperate for a hug from daddy, I needed to feel a mans loving arms around me and when I did, as I had done a long time ago, burst in on him into the toilet, he was washing my dong, he had been tidying up my room and saw my dong on the side cabinet and decided to wash it."Daddy, WTF", I said, just wanting to go to bed and sleep, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to his bedroom, undressed and pulled him in with me, he knocked me out, such was natures sleeping pill. It was something we both wanted to do.My husband was away working offshore and was due back and I had been working myself up for his return, planing a long weekend retreat in the countryside, staying at a B