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Mag's Birthday
(The conclusion of Mag's trilogy began in...Body Paint Time! and continued in So You Want More?
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I asked my friend Mags what she would like to eat for her birthday. Of course, she said "You Paula!" To make it interesting, I had her prepare a menu and order all the ingredients. We celebrated last night...
Seven clicks as always to open her apartment door. Security locks. To keep her feeling safe despite her
only abuser, her father, being dead over seven years!
Mags answered the door naked...as always. Her father never allowed her to wear clothes. She says she doesn't feel herself when dressed. She made us tea. Someday I'll tell her I loathe tea. But not today on her 47th birthday.
It was hard to believe her age knowing the fucked up stuff she had endured in her past. She looked 30 maybe in part from being so short. She is 4'9". As always, I started to undress but she stopped me. "I want to unwrap my present." No arguing - it's her birthday! I'm the present.
Last time we fooled around we included another neighbor Jaz, but this was just us. Jaz is fun but she takes control and today Is all about Mags. She lifted my t-shirt over my head and reached out to squeeze my huge boobs. She caressed them through my new silky blue bra. Thumbing my nipples got them hard. Mags unsnapped the two front hooks and bye bye bra!
I thought she would suck each nipple or rub her smaller boobs against mine but she went right for the waistband of my stretch pants and pulled them down. The matching blue panties eagerly greeted her. She pulled them down...slowly. She nuzzled my coochie and grabbed my ass. I was already getting horny. I have been horny alot lately.
My sexual desires led me last night to suck off my favorite bartender at my favorite bar. He gave me
free drinks until I left. That wasn't my intent - I actually missed the taste of cum. Knowing my past you'd likely be disgusted by that but to have sexual urges with my past is encouraging!
Jaz and I took Mags vaginal virginity (sort of) a short time back with assorted sex toys. We are both making progress!
Mags went to get a blanket for the floor while I hit the toilet for a quick piss and to dump the nasty tea. We took our fun to the living room. The blanket was already spread and so was I! I felt guilty...I was still thinking about the bartender and how good he tasted.
Mags blindfolded me as I lay in her living room. She fed me various fruit...kissing me after each. I loved each cherry, grape, strawberry and pineapple chunk. Suddenly, I heard the spraying of whipped cream and
felt the coolness on my pussy. If I hadn't just peed I might have had to jump up quickly. Then, I felt the odd sensation as if a flaccid penis was trying to enter me. I froze from a long ago memory. Mags had never
given me a flashback situation until today.
I focused on where I was and who I was with but I still was nervous. "Don't worry, Paula...I'll eat the banana out of you. If not, I bought douche." Knowing what was inside me did NOT push away my flashback and stop me from shaking!!!
I felt her face between my legs and then almost ten minutes of nom nom nom! I wouldn't ruin her birthday but I might have to ease away from her. I was still scared by what I was experiencing. After the banana was devoured, she squirted chocolate syrup. Real chocolate syrup! Not...well you know! But when she put a scoop of ice cream down low - I shivered and pissed. I soaked everything near me including Mags. She giggled and farted.
We cleaned up as best we could with paper towels and then we showered. After, Mags ran a bubble bath in her oversized tub. We slide into the tub and various personal nooks and crannies, and had a bit more play. Mags then started crying.
I held her as she told me this was her best birthday and that she would miss me when she moved out. Her father's house had finally sold and she no longer qualified to stay in the apartment building. I would miss her but she had severely scared me into a flashback I was still dealing with. She asked me to spend the night and how could I say no?
Sucking bartender cock would have to wait a day!
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I asked my friend Mags what she would like to eat for her birthday. Of course, she said "You Paula!" To make it interesting, I had her prepare a menu and order all the ingredients. We celebrated last night...
Seven clicks as always to open her apartment door. Security locks. To keep her feeling safe despite her
only abuser, her father, being dead over seven years!
Mags answered the door naked...as always. Her father never allowed her to wear clothes. She says she doesn't feel herself when dressed. She made us tea. Someday I'll tell her I loathe tea. But not today on her 47th birthday.
It was hard to believe her age knowing the fucked up stuff she had endured in her past. She looked 30 maybe in part from being so short. She is 4'9". As always, I started to undress but she stopped me. "I want to unwrap my present." No arguing - it's her birthday! I'm the present.
Last time we fooled around we included another neighbor Jaz, but this was just us. Jaz is fun but she takes control and today Is all about Mags. She lifted my t-shirt over my head and reached out to squeeze my huge boobs. She caressed them through my new silky blue bra. Thumbing my nipples got them hard. Mags unsnapped the two front hooks and bye bye bra!
I thought she would suck each nipple or rub her smaller boobs against mine but she went right for the waistband of my stretch pants and pulled them down. The matching blue panties eagerly greeted her. She pulled them down...slowly. She nuzzled my coochie and grabbed my ass. I was already getting horny. I have been horny alot lately.
My sexual desires led me last night to suck off my favorite bartender at my favorite bar. He gave me
free drinks until I left. That wasn't my intent - I actually missed the taste of cum. Knowing my past you'd likely be disgusted by that but to have sexual urges with my past is encouraging!
Jaz and I took Mags vaginal virginity (sort of) a short time back with assorted sex toys. We are both making progress!
Mags went to get a blanket for the floor while I hit the toilet for a quick piss and to dump the nasty tea. We took our fun to the living room. The blanket was already spread and so was I! I felt guilty...I was still thinking about the bartender and how good he tasted.
Mags blindfolded me as I lay in her living room. She fed me various fruit...kissing me after each. I loved each cherry, grape, strawberry and pineapple chunk. Suddenly, I heard the spraying of whipped cream and
felt the coolness on my pussy. If I hadn't just peed I might have had to jump up quickly. Then, I felt the odd sensation as if a flaccid penis was trying to enter me. I froze from a long ago memory. Mags had never
given me a flashback situation until today.
I focused on where I was and who I was with but I still was nervous. "Don't worry, Paula...I'll eat the banana out of you. If not, I bought douche." Knowing what was inside me did NOT push away my flashback and stop me from shaking!!!
I felt her face between my legs and then almost ten minutes of nom nom nom! I wouldn't ruin her birthday but I might have to ease away from her. I was still scared by what I was experiencing. After the banana was devoured, she squirted chocolate syrup. Real chocolate syrup! Not...well you know! But when she put a scoop of ice cream down low - I shivered and pissed. I soaked everything near me including Mags. She giggled and farted.
We cleaned up as best we could with paper towels and then we showered. After, Mags ran a bubble bath in her oversized tub. We slide into the tub and various personal nooks and crannies, and had a bit more play. Mags then started crying.
I held her as she told me this was her best birthday and that she would miss me when she moved out. Her father's house had finally sold and she no longer qualified to stay in the apartment building. I would miss her but she had severely scared me into a flashback I was still dealing with. She asked me to spend the night and how could I say no?
Sucking bartender cock would have to wait a day!
Published 13th Jan 2025
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13th Jan 2025 7:48pm
When something that is meant to be happy turns into fear is awful. I'm sorry you were triggered.
13th Jan 2025 7:56pm
An awesome erotic piece. Thanks for sharing. Looking forward to more. Hugs and love, Oral
Anything can trigger a person. A scent, music, movement, a word and sometimes the engram can be so old that fear comes out without knowing what triggered it. I knew a stripper who had been raped and when she got into a new relationship he spit on his hand to lube himself a bit as they were about to have sex. Something he had done previously. But she looked at him at just the wrong moment and flashed back to her rapist having done this and suddenly she freaked and screamed and beat on him. He still does this but asks her to close her eyes. She knows what he is doing but the trigger was seeing it. A trigger I have is a rocking chair. My mother sat in one during my being raped at age 4. I had no clue why and it took a long time to figure it out. Flipside, she wasn't triggered by doing this despite the same had happened to her - she recreated it. Being in the chair for her gave HER the power. Sadly, a victim sometimes becomes an abuser as grasping the power let's them feel immune to being abused. For the rest of us we find other coping methods. I focus on where I am and who I am with and my surroundings. I also tell potential partners that I may tell them to start and stop while I focus. I never get involved with anyone who resembles an abuser. I can't watch Elvis movies or listen to Elvis as one abuser was an Elvis impersonator friend of my mother. It's little things that are hard to avoid. The brain can easily identify the large triggers.
