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— Embarrassing Moments
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Oh, the horror. I was a dorky, awkward, chubby, hormonal 8th grader, who of course, was best friends with the school hottie that everyone adored. She was a 7th grader, naturally blonde, innocent, hilarious, good-natured, just too perfect.
Well, I was a habitual masturbator, I'll admit it. I could barely contain my horniness as a preteen. I would please myself with whatever I could find-a plastic bag-covered lotion bottle, my finger, whatever. I came across one of my sister's pom poms one day, and noticed it had a dick-shaped, soft plastic handle. I stole it and tried it immediately. It became my favorite dildo.
Well, I was masturbating in the bathroom when my mom yelled from upstairs that my perfect friend had stopped by to visit me. I was almost coming and didn't want to quit til I was finished, so I shimmied over to my nearby room and closed the door, leaning against it to finish the job. There I was, up against the door with this fluffy white pom pom between my legs, moaning with pleasure. I orgasmed, pulled the pom pom out, and tossed it behind the dresser, and pulled my pants up, thinking I would run upstairs to greet my friend. Suddenly, she jumped out from UNDER MY BED, yelling, "Surprise!!" My mom had let her come in before I could. I nearly died. Had she seen me??? I couldn't tell for sure, because she did not let on that she knew. I think she was just being nice, not letting me know that she had witnessed my horrible act. Maybe it scared her to death, too!! That was one of the most mortifying experiences of my life!! After that, I made sure to always look around the room before playing with myself.
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— Embarrassing Moments —Oh, the horror. I was a dorky, awkward, chubby, hormonal 8th grader, who of course, was best friends with the school hottie that everyone adored. She was a 7th grader, naturally blonde, innocent, hilarious, good-natured, just too perfect.