Esther
To most people, curiosity is just a random desire to learn something new, explore nothing too dangerous, have fun a little and move on with whatsoever. But to me, well curiosity was my daily drive. Who I am and how I’ve turned out is a result of my obsessive need to try something weirdly new. Today sort of reminded me of one fateful morning a few years back that I tried something new. I had this powder brush back then that I always thought was perfectly shaped like a dildo (oh! I had a bit of a masturbation problem) so on that morning I decided to try it out (see if it fits. Lol!) I laid on my bed and tried it and it actually did feel really good. The powder brush in question had this intersection in the middle where two halves were screwed together. Lost in the moment I didn’t notice the lubrication had unscrewed the brush and the first half of it had gone far deep into my… well… urm.. female part lol. Satisfied with myself I pulled the brush out just to find out what had happened. I was scared out of my mind. First.. my parents were in the next room and they could have come in anytime if they heard me struggling. My predicament did not even bother me half as much as the thought of explaining it to my parents and siblings. The hours that followed were one of the worst in my life (trust me I’ve had plenty of those) but then I was finally eventually able to pull the brush out. Needless to say, it totally marked the end of my masturbation problem.
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