Her True Self - Sex Stories

Her True Self

... she stopped and just let her instincts take over, it sounded insane, like she was a crazy person for even considering it.

When she got home, she still had almost an hour before Amanda would come pick her up. She had a snack and then headed up to her room. When she was up there, she quickly undressed herself, to remind her what it felt like. It was kind of freeing, but it was also kind of awkward, even just by herself. Even when she masturbated, she always had panties on. The only time she was ever usually naked was when she showered.

She stayed that way for what felt like only a few minutes, but she must have lost track of time. She heard her mother yelling her name from downstairs, with quite a lot of urgency and maybe a bit of fear in her voice.

Amy threw her clothes back on as fast as she could and went down to see what was the matter. Amanda was standing in her living room, nude head to toe as usual, and her mother was pacing around nervously.

"Amy, what is going on here? This lady says she's bringing you to some place where everyone's naked all the time?" Amy's mother was hysterical. "Obviously she's at the wrong house, right?"

"Hi, Amy," Amanda said, waving and smiling.

"Amanda," Amy said.

"You haven't told your parents?" Amanda asked.

"Told uswhat exactly?"

Amy blushed and looked down.

"Well?" her mom demanded.

"I think it would be easier for her to communicate with you if you calmed down," Amanda said. "I would imagine she feels like ...

... you're judging her, which will make it much more difficult for her to present herself openly and honestly."

"Thanks for the mothering advice, you pervert," Amy's mom said. "Put on some fucking clothes."

"Amy, would you prefer to come with me now?" Amanda asked.

"Yes, please," Amy said.

"You're not going anywhere, young lady," her mother nearly screamed at her.

"Ma'am, I believe Amy here is eighteen years of age, and legally allowed to make her own decisions. If you prevent her from leaving of her own free will, I would hate to be forced to contact the police about a potential hostage situation."

"Are you threatening me in my own home?"

"I'm just trying to be supportive of this young lady as she faces a new hardship in her life," Amanda said. "Amy?"

Amy strode past her mother and out the door without looking back. Her mother was screaming, and Amy was crying a bit. She got into Amanda's car and leaned back with her eyes closed. Amanda started the car and drove away before either one said anything.

"I'm so sorry that your mother reacted this way," Amanda said. "With time, I hope that she will come to understand that you are your own person, and that you have chosen your own path in this life."

"I hope you don't hate me for not telling them," Amy said.

"With the way she reacted, I can't say I blame you," Amanda said. "But we are going to a safe place now, free from judgment."

"Thank you for sticking up for me back there," Amy said. "I really ...