Her True Self - Sex Stories

Her True Self

... get out some of the details, but her experiences today had given her confidence. Her mother objected at points, but Amy tried to calm her down and continue her story. At the end, her mother seemed to be in shambles.

"But why naked?" she asked, and it was like she hadn't listened to anything Amy had said at all. Of course she'd explained why. Amy didn't have any more patience for it tonight.

"I'm going to bed," she said. "It's late, and I have school tomorrow."

"Okay, honey, but please, I want to understand you. I'm sorry for yelling before, I just didn't know what to do with myself. I don't care about anything more than I care about you."

"I appreciate it, mom," Amy said. "Maybe we'll talk more about it."

"What am I going to tell your father?" her mother asked.

"Tell him the truth," she said.

5

Amy masturbated before bed that night, and again when she woke up the next morning. She'd gone to bed naked, and the freedom of movement that afforded her hand down on her genitals really heightened the intensity of the orgasms.

Never mind her remembering back to when she'd been standing on a stage, naked, in front of a whole group of people staring at her. The thought of that sent a shiver down her spine, but she tried to suppress it. That wasn't appropriate. That wasn't what the True Selves were about. They weren't perverted like her.

During her shower that morning, she tried shaving her pussy for the first time in her life. It was pretty awkward, but ...

... she thought she did a pretty good job. She checked it out in the mirror and kind of liked how it looked with no hair. It was a lot neater, and the cleft of her vulva was very prominent.

At school, she could barely pay attention. All she could think about was the True Selves. It wasn't healthy, but it was such a huge deal in her life that she was willing to give herself some leeway. She always got this way about new interests, going all in on it for a while and then eventually moving on to something else.

There was one problem, though. For all the imagining she did, she couldn't really participate again until the next True Selves meeting on Sunday. Today was Thursday, and it felt impossibly long to wait. She texted Amanda asking if there were any other events.

"So eager! I'm glad you're so interested. Unfortunately, the Wednesday and Sunday meetings are the only ones in this area, but you are licensed now, so you can always practice any time, anywhere!"

"I'm too nervous," she texted back. "I don't know how people would react."

"You are on a journey of self-discovery, Amy. This is about how you feel, and you can't let others dictate your path to finding your true self. Start at home, and work your way up."

Amy considered her words, but still had her doubts. She couldn't just strip off in front of her parents and sister. It was unprecedented. No one in her house ever showed any nudity. Even going to and from the shower was completely covered up.

As she was ...