1. Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 01


    Date: 10/5/2023, Categories: Fiction Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, First Time Written by women Author: vanessa.evans

    Getting Married Set Me Free
    
    by Vanessa Evans
    
    Introduction
    
    Before I got married I used to be so shy and I’d considered myself to be a bit of an introvert. This was mainly caused by my mother and the Catholic church, but my new husband has helped me to realise that there was a whole new world out there that I didn’t know about and that I really like.
    
    Part 1
    
    I’m now called Esther Hargreaves and I’m 21 years old. A year ago I got married to this amazing guy called Dylan, who is a good head taller than me, after we’d been going steady for nearly a year.
    
    My parents are devout Catholics and that’s what I was brought up to be. You know,
    
    “It’s a sin to touch yourself between your legs.”
    
    and
    
    “No sex until you are married and only when you want to have a baby Esther.”
    
    and,
    
    “If you let a man, other than your husband, put his hands up your skirt or on your chest before you’re married you will go to hell Esther”
    
    and,
    
    “Always sit with your legs crossed Esther.”
    
    All that sort of indoctrinating and controlling stuff. The thing is, I used to believe all of it until I reached my early teens when I started to realise just how stupid it was but because of the control that my mother had over me there was nothing that I could do, until I met and married Dylan.
    
    Dylan’s parents are the opposite, they are also rich and bought a house for us as a wedding present.
    
    Because of my mother I was somewhat naive when I got married and had stupidly done whatever ...
    ... my mother and the nuns at my all girls Catholic school had told me, well most of the time..
    
    Thankfully, Dylan is a very patient guy and he was prepared to wait until we got married, but he did push to have the wedding sooner rather than later.
    
    There was one big thing that I did a few weeks before the wedding, one thing that went against everything that I had been taught and that would horrify my mother if she found out, I went to see my doctor to ask for some form of contraception. There was no way that I was going to wait for my ‘safe’ time of the month to have sex with Dylan.
    
    I’d just expected my doctor to ask me a few embarrassing questions then give me a pre***********ion for some pills, but no, I was mortified when he told me to take all of my clothes off so that he could properly examine me, and I thought that I was going to die of shame when he got me to put my legs up on those stirrup things and he started prodding and poking my pussy. To add to my embarrassment I could feel my pussy getting quite wet.
    
    Needless to say I didn’t die and I was so relived when he told me that I could get dressed. Then he told me about the different types of contraception and I chose the implant in my arm because he told me that there was a good chance that I would stop having periods. That pleased me as I hated that time of the month.
    
    Dylan was the only person that I’d told that I was going to see my doctor and afterwards when he asked me how it went I just told him that it ...
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