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Subject: PrincessNinaTV - The Early Years (Part Three)
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Subject: PrincessNinaTV - The early years (part 3)
Author: PrincessNinaTV
This is a true story written by me. It contains adult themes and is
not meant for minors to read. I'm interested in anyone's feedback via
e-mail.
PrincessNinaTV@yahoo.com
PrincessNinaTV - The Early Years (Part Three)
How It Become A Lifestyle
In my previous story I outlined my open and knowing enjoyment to
masturbating, but my openness to be more risky wasn't so in the level
of being risky per say. Fast-forward two years, still living with the
stripper too for timeline facts.
At a level of being certain I cant be caught, cause I knew everyone's
schedule. I was more comfortable walking openly in my house in sexy
lingerie and masturbating where I wanted, in any window I wanted as
long as I was far enough away to not be identified in the window.
Unknown to me, even today, I fucked up somewhere. I wasn't fully
asleep, however I had been downstairs borrowing lingerie to go to bed
(see pt2) and still NOT using blankets to sleep in it. I had been in
an emerald green nightgown, blankets on the floor, fully comfortable.
My stripper roommate and her bf jus opened my door and walked in, I
pretended to be asleep. They giggled and left, till this day, I don't
know why or what was the reason for this. However I was never treated
different nor any sign of them remembering it. Maybe drunk? Maybe knew
for a long time because I misplacing the lingerie for so long? Perhaps
when I was walking from the basement to my room they were somewhere in
the house being quiet and saw me? I don't know... Never will. That's my
first "caught" moment.
I wasn't breaking my habit though. I began not only digging in her
clean clothing (knowing I was fucking up the pressure from the spin
cycle in the washer (yes it wasn't dry usually)) but I was
masturbating on her panties directly and rubbing the cum in when I
knew a wash was due to go in that day. This was typical after school
behavior.
Fast forward, we moved one day. I think I stole about 5 pairs of
panties, 3 thigh-hi stockings, 2 bras, 4 teddy/baby doll slips, 1
garter belt. I wrapped them in a ball I "made" out of party streamers
and tape, incase my stuff was inspected. Pile of lingerie goes with
me. Thank god for strippers owning so much lingerie carelessly.
--- READ PT4 OF MY LIFE ---