Just don’t put it all the way in.
Just don’t put it all the way in.
The Chef: What do you think would happen if you just told your parents the truth? Would they just totally lose it?
Me: Well, I’m not sure how much they actually know and if they just choose to look the other way or they really just trust me that much.
The Chef: Probably a little bit of both but they must suspect something.
Me: But every time they ask me things point blank, I just lie. My mom still thinks I’ve never had sex.
[And I will note here that this conversation happened a couple hours after The Chef had served me a meal full of pork dishes at his restaurant and I’d gone out for a drink with him and just before I went to bed with him]
The Chef: I guess they just trust you then.
Me: I wonder what they’d be most upset about — the sex, the alcohol, or the pork.
The Chef: All of it?
Me: No. Probably the sex.
So I went back and read through all the old entries on my blog, and it’s interesting to see how much has changed in the years since I quit posting. The above dialogue, for example, indicated that my parents still thought I was a virgin because I was terrified to tell them otherwise.
On my last trip home to visit my parents right before the holidays, my mom cornered me on my last day there and hammered me with sex questions. This time, she had evidence — condoms found in my room at their old house, which they sold and moved from last year, and messages she had never told me she received from my ex about my sexual history in his attempt to destroy my life in the months after I left him and refused to engage with him despite threats. I overtly denied my ex’s claims. However, in response to her asking if I was still a virgin, I told her that I refused to talk about that with her, but I didn’t lie and say that I was…which all but confirmed her suspicions. To be fair, she handled it a lot better than I expected. She told me that she wished that I wouldn’t have sex at all, and that if I would just get married, then I could do whatever I wanted…but if I was going to do it anyway, then I should at least choose good people to do it with (a deserved dig at how awful she thought my ex was). And then she delivered one of my most favorite Mom-isms to date, which was so fantastically mortifying, it deserves its own post. I’m not sure what my dad knows or thinks, but I am grateful that he’d never ever attempt to try to talk to me so directly about sex.
Before I moved in with my now ex, my parents also confirmed that I drink because my mom went in the storage nook inside my bedroom when I wasn’t home and found some wine and beer bottles I was hiding there. That time, they both sat me down and asked me why I drank (“Is it just to relax? Because your friends do it?”) and how much I drank (I admitted to the occasional beer or glass of wine). They expressed that they would rather I not do so at all, but that they would like for me to be responsible about it if I was going to keep doing it and not get wasted. I have to give them credit…while these conversations were ones that all my friends’ parents had with them as teenagers, and while it felt a bit ridiculous to be having them while I’m now in my 30s, I appreciate that they didn’t tell me that I’m going to hell or that they’d cut me out of their lives if I didn’t quit or any of the extreme options I feared. I think that the near-death experience perhaps made them realize that life is short, that they ultimately have no control over what I do, and that they’d rather have an imperfect relationship with me than none at all.
So, now the last frontier is that I eat pork. Still lying about that one, and I’m not even really sure why at this point.
Oh…and The Chef from the above conversation? Ended up meeting a girl, moving back to his hometown with her, and they’re now engaged.
More wonderful Disney Princesses:
Ariel (The Little Mermaid) – Belle (Beauty and the Beast) – Cinderella – Esmeralda (The Hunchback of Notre Dame) – Jasmine (Aladdin) – Mulan – Aurora (Sleeping Beauty) – Snow White – Tiana (The Frog Princess) – Rapunzel.
This is reallly hot
These were devout muslim wives wearing niqab, but once they came to the UK and got a taste of White cock. they send this to their husbands. All clad in western clothing, even though they haven’t lost their muslim identity and proudly tell people that they are muzzy whores
It started off as teasing, for my muslim hijabi wife when i told her that ‘i want you to be a little slutty.’
But things started getting out of hand, and before i knew it, she stopped taking my cock and started to bring our neighbours home and made them fuck her rough weather i was at home or not.
same expression the mrs has… on every cock but mine
My name is Maseera and I am a muslim married girl. I just want to feel the thrill of many guys looking at me and my pussy.
I am married into a very conservative muslim family (as can be seen in one of the pics) and sometimes I feel stifled, so I decided to vent out some frustrations through this.
These are some pics of me naked just before my hubby’s best friend fingered me and fucked me like an animal. My husband is a boring flavourless guy and when he was away on a conference, I told his best friend to come over to the house and he has a spare key to it too. He had no idea what was going on and he thought I needed some help with something innocent.
Just before he arrived, I went for a shower and left the bedroom door open so he could hear that Im in the shower, but he’d think that I dont know that he’s arrived. When he sat in the lounge room, I pretended I didnt know he was there and I came out completely naked in front of him. I acted like I was embarrased and he felt awkward too. I came out again with clothes on and I apologized to him and I said I felt embarrassed.
And I went and sat next to him. Then I put my hand on his thigh and slowly moved my hand on to his cock. He pushed my hand away but I smiled at him and forced my hand back on. He didn’t fight it the second time and that when we started kissing. Soon I just started taking off all my clothes and told him to fuck me on my husband’s bed. My pussy was burning to feel a strange cock inside me. He fucked me sooo roughly in my cunt and then also fucked me in my ass, which nobody, not even my husband has done before….
I wish I can fuck many other strange guys too. Especially some non-muslims