I knew it was wrong of me to do, but I couldn't help myself. Mom was normally gone most of the time, so I figured she'd never find out about what was happening anyway, so I did it anyway.
I found it while changing the bed sheets in my parent's room, it just fell out from underneath my mom's pillow. I picked it up, first curious as of what it was. Until the realization hit me: it's a vibrator.
It was small, pink, and had an odd section of beads portraying out of it. You must think I'm a slut for doing so, but I'm actually quite inexperienced. So that's why I couldn't help myself, the thought of fucking myself with it made my pussy wet at the thought of it. So I took it- all was safe.
Or so I thought.
Later, after finishing my chores and figuring out how to use a vibrator- I stripped myself down.
I guess you could say I'm cute, but being cute doesn't attract attention. Also when I say cute, think of 'I'm actually twenty but I look like a lanky fourteen year old and the haircut doesn't help so' kind of cute. I'm tall, and lanky. I spent most of my former years in elite gymnastics, which I blame for my stick figure. I'm also sickly pale with mosquito bites for tits.
If you really don't care for the detailed image of me I'll shorten it down for you: Virgin.
I sat on my bed with my legs trembling at the excitement. I switched the vibrator on and felt the stick pulse in my hand, I sighed. I pressed the tip to the top of my clit and gasped at the intensity.
Impatiently, I slowly pushed it into my tight pussy, moaning as the vibrations filled my insides. I could feel the beads slowly rubs up against my pussy, it was ecstasy.
I started moaning as I fucked myself, faster and faster. I was so close to the edge that I didn't even see him there until he said something.
"MARY" He screamed, I jumped at the realization that my step father had been watching me. Quickly, I covered myself with a pillow.
"D-D-dad." I stammered, scared shitless to tell you the truth.
"What the fuck are you doing with your mother's toy?" He demanded.
Blushing I managed to speak "I was j-just curious dad."
By the look on his face, I knew he wasn't having it.
"Your mother has to hear about this Mary, I really can't believe what I am seeing right now."
My mother had married my step-dad when I was eight, he was a nice guy I presumed. He was tall, and not so lanky with ebony skin. He worked as a firefighter so he was in well shape.
"Please, Dad don't. Gosh, this is embarrassing, I just don't have any experience with anything and i was...curious about how it felt..." I murmured.
He looked at me, for the first time since he saw me, slowly licking his lips he said "okay."
I blinked, "What?"
