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My addiction and obsession to truancy.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

My first day nicking off school, what a surprise it turned out to be.

Let me set the scene a little. I was in my 2nd year of high school, not really sexual experienced. Only child, single parent. Academics wasn’t my forte. Lunch time came and went. Double class of R.E, which I detested as my teacher also attended our church (that’s another story, to follow!).

Made my way home, thinking my mother would be at work. In my innocence I was looking for my Christmas presents and inadvertently discovered my mothers lingerie drawer. As you can imagine I was enthralled. I pulled out a red all in one lacy crotchless ensemble. With my mother being a devout Christian and church attender this came as a complete surprise that lead to my first ever taboo fantasy and masturbation experience. This didn’t play out as you would imagine: I missed the sound of the key turning in the front door, leaving me with limited options. My heart was racing and panic kicked in, I took cover under the only available option (my mothers bed). I heard a familiar voice in conversation with my mother, my pulse pounding in my ears didn’t enable me to immediately recognise who it belonged to. The following couple of hours seemed like an eternity. What started as a platonic conversation, quickly lead to clothes being shed beside me. I found my eyes peeled to the full length mirrored wardrobe in front of me. Recognition hit me that it was my Uncle who was on the bed above me. My Uncle that we shared annual family holidays with along with my Aunty and cousins. The Uncle that was like a father to me, had his swollen cock in my mothers mouth. I found myself unable to keep my eyes squeezed together anymore, one hand lay over my mouth scared to breathe whilst the other found its way to my erect penis and to this day I have never witnessed anything that comes close to that feeling of arousal in me. I still masturbate often whilst reliving this scenario: my first day of truancy and the first time I ever ejaculated (and certainly not the last). To be continued…..

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By *ini1275Man
over a year ago

stoke on trent

Oh yes

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By *knick45Man
over a year ago

Bristol

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Have something of a similar story

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great start..

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

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By *REEPALESTINEMan
over a year ago

derby

Dirty milf love it

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Finally my Uncle left but my mother didn’t seem to want her pleasure to end. I was wondering how I was going to escape without her discovering what I had witnessed. Remember this was before mobile phones. The house phone rang….the days escapades were only just beginning!

To my horror I realised I should be due home round about now. Time had obviously run away with itself for my mother. When I thought things couldn’t get any worse the house phone rang. It was apparent that she was being informed I hadn’t attended class. The conversation soon evolved from being about me to being about something else. The conversation turned heated, she started pacing around the bed. To my utter dismay I watched her bend over just to my left (exposing her hairy pussy) to retrieve my school tie that had fallen out of my blazer pocket. She wrapped up the call almost immediately (making me wonder if I had been discovered) and thankfully made her way to the bathroom enabling my sharp exit downstairs.

To this day she has never confronted me about my absence or finding my tie on her floor. From that point forward I noticed that my mother couldn’t quite look me in the eyes. This was only the beginning of my true awakening to the lady she actually is! I know this has shaped me into man I am today, as I am obsessed by the thought of hiding under the bed whilst my Mrs enacts that day for me.

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