The second story of 'The Awakening' series:
Practice makes Perfect ... or Accident
Our naughty young woman practices her new skills, which leads to quite an embarrassing result. And the problem must be solved, somehow.
Note: If you have not yet read the first story of 'The Awakening' series, better start there: Gifts of Nature
The next morning she woke up by the sound of alarm. She jumped out of bed to silence the alarm clock which was positioned on the desk just out of reach. It was the only way for her to really get up; if the clock was close enough to silence it without actually standing up, it would not be worth bothering setting it at the first place, she would just turn it off and fell back to sleep. As she was yawning and stretching, standing on her toes, her hands lifted up and back, positioning her whole body in a curve, still half asleep, she caught a reflection of herself in the mirror. She wore only the top part of her pajamas, her lower part was totally naked, showing her slender waist with the cute round belly button, her long full legs stretched as her whole body was trying to get rid of the sleepiness. For a moment she was taken by surprise, all other mornings her pajama trousers were always where they were supposed to be. But after remembering the previous evening, a series of events, that led to her first truly satisfying sexual experience, a naughty smile washed over her face and she thought the pajama trousers were where they were supposed to be. She was really satisfied, actually feeling optimistic, thinking that the quality of her life substantially increased the previous evening. As she was looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes stopped between her legs, on that newly discovered part of herself, a lovely toy that was always with her, but discovered not even half a day back. What a waste, she thought, I must make better use of the potential I was given. Still stretched, standing on her toes, she thought this would be a great picture for one of those dirty calendars she sometimes saw in car repair shops. When her eyes stopped between her legs again, on a messy wet-and-dried-looking bush, she thought it would be a really dirty calendar. Time to wash up, you dirty, dirty! When she put on her panties and pajama trousers, she felt like part of her freedom was taken away. Later in the bathroom under the shower she tried touching herself down there, but nothing happened. I need more time and effort for a success. If I do this often, I will get better. And I will practice, no doubt about it, she thought smiling to herself. She hurried up as she was already late for work.
Almost everyone she met that day, family, coworkers, told her that she looked different, that she was radiating something new. She was surprised by those comments and felt embarrassed, and was probably blushing according to how close the voiced guesses came to truth. When she got home in the afternoon the whole family gathered for supper, as usual. They were eating and talking about everyday things. "I washed the clothes today," her mother started casually. "I can understand that you have socks under your bed, Alice, but throwing the food away, that I do not like," she continued looking at her. Alice almost choked on food, surprised by the statement, her mind racing, wondering how much her mother had discovered. She was probably totally red, both from choking and embarrassment, but fortunately everybody seemed to be concerned about her breathing and not about what was under her bed. After she started breathing normally, the father asked her mother what she meant by that and Alice blushed again, everybody looking at her. But fortunately her mother did not want to go into details and waved the matter off. She tried to finish the supper as if everything was normal, but moved away from the table as soon as possible, going directly to her room to check if the components of her invention under the bed, the carrot, the sock and the paper tissue containing the condom, were still there. They were all gone! She did not know what to think! In the best scenario her mother washed the sock and threw the carrot and the paper tissue away, without finding the condom inside. Or she figured it all out and was keeping it to herself, maybe too embarrassed herself. They never talked about the birds and the bees in their family, they just ignored the subject. She tried to forget the thing in the following days, but meeting her mother was awkward for quite some time.
But this has not stopped our naughty young woman from practicing her new skills and having lots of fun and pleasure while doing it! The desire was burning strong. She bought a large packet of condoms, picked a new carrot and a sock and practiced night after night after night. Every evening after she showered, she went straight to her room, locked the door so there would be no surprises like the first night. Then she pulled down her pajamas and panties, gaining the freedom as soon as possible. Out of the locked drawer came a carrot already in a sock and a new condom was applied, and into the bed she went with the amazing device. Her favorite pose was lying on her back with head and shoulders resting lifted on a pillow, her legs wide apart with knees up, so she was able to lift her bottom and the 'work area' by using the legs muscles. In that way she was better able to see what she was doing. And there was tickling and there was caressing and touching and rubbing and circling and pushing and moaning and intense sweet sweet feelings that she never thought she would get enough! In time she became very proficient in pleasing herself, at the beginning she was very clumsy and it took a lot of concentration and she was not always successful, but as time passed she was better and better. She was gradually able to prolong the climax to what seemed like never ending pleasure, she felt like she was on some kind of drugs. After she was finished she usually just lied there enjoying the after-feeling of complete satisfaction. There were times when she just could not heat herself up, it just did not work. On one such evening she was beginning to get annoyed when she felt she was loosing it. She tried everything, but nothing worked this time. At the end she held her device with both hands and started to push it in and out faster and faster. It was a new thing and new things always worked! She totally fell in the feeling, thinking how hard she is thrusting the carrot, imagining to mercilessly punishing her evil little hole which did not want to cooperate with her all these years and not even today when she knew the pleasure belonged to her. She was feeling quite ecstatic, after a while she moved one hand to stimulate the most sensitive part of the crack, from time to time moving the hand back to guide the carrot more aggressively. The excitement again made her nose tingling and she had to sneeze hard a few times. As the climax was approaching one hand was furiously thrusting the carrot in and out and the other was rubbing the whole area above the carrot, her feet lifting her bottom high up. She came so hard in almost hurt her, but in an positive way, and let out a small scream of pleasure. It was amazing, and it seemed to last forever, by far the best experience ever! After a while, still with her eyes closed, she slowly decreased the movement until it completely stopped few minutes later. She hurt a bit inside down there, but it was worth it. Oh, her naughty little invention! She moved it in front of her closed eyes and, still with a satisfying smile on her face, slowly started to open her eyes to appreciate the enhanced carrot. Moments after the carrot came in her view, she realized the carrot was naked, no condom or sock were on it! She stopped breathing because of the shock and frantically started searching around her for the missing parts. There were nowhere to be found! Are they inside, she quickly realized. She became really scared, a kind of phobia feeling took over her that she must get the condom and the sock out as quickly as possible, she was panicking. I must calm down, she was saying to herself, I must calm down and get this thing out of me. After a few minutes the initial fear somehow dissipated and she was able to start thinking about how to proceed. I have a condom and a sock in my vagina, she thought, hopefully not very deep inside. I have to get hold of it, but I must not push it any deeper. First she spread her major lips then her minor lips, but she was not able to see anything. I must see what I'm doing. She carefully moved out of the bed and without much hesitation lied down on the wooden floor in front of the big mirror. The floor was a bit cold, but that was the least of her problems. She spread her legs and lifted her head as high as she could. Again she spread both of her lips down there between her legs, hoping to see the missing parts. Nothing. Then she carefully and slowly pushed both of her index fingers inside her little hole and slightly spread the opening. Still nothing! She was still quite wet. Slowly and carefully she started pushing her right hand index finger inside her, ready to stop as soon she touches something unusual. As the index finger reached as much as it could and caught nothing in its way, she began to be really scared. Oh my god, what am I going to do! She remembered the carrot which was definitely longer than her finger, collected it from the bed and returned in front of the mirror. She carefully probed with it and almost at the end of the reach felt something that was not supposed to be there. It's in and it's deep, how am I going to get it out? She tried pushing two fingers in, then the whole hand, but as thin as her hands were she was afraid to continue. Oh my, oh my, what am I going to do! She thought and thought, but could not get a reasonable solution. She was trying to think of a way to get hold of the parts, but could not think about any reasonable way that would work and would in no way make things worse. She started jumping on the spot, trying to shake the thing out. When that didn't work she tried jumping while holding her vaginal opening stretched with her fingers. But nothing worked. Tired and without ideas she sat behind the computer and googled for 'object in vagina' and started reading. After a while she found the answer for her problem. I will have to see a gynecologist, she sighed. O, how I hate this!
She could not sleep that night, she finally fell asleep early in the morning. As the alarm went off she thought she just closed her eyes. She got up, washed and dressed. Before leaving home she called her gynecologist and luckily got the appointment right away, after saying it's an emergency. She called to work that she is sick and must see a doctor. As she arrived to the gynecologist she hurried to the reception and explained who she was and that she called earlier. The nurse looked up her file and lightly scolded her for not attending her annual checks. Then she was told that her gynecologist was not here today, but because of the emergency she would be examined by one of those who are currently working. She was asked to wait in a waiting room. The waiting room was full of pregnant mothers, she felt like everybody is looking at her and that they all knew why she was here. Finally it was her turn and she went in. When she entered she was quite surprised to see that the gynecologist was a young man! Her gynecologist was a woman in forties, but now she will have to explain her embarrassing accident to a man who seemed almost younger than her! Calm down, I just have to get over this. I will never, ever do anything like this again! I'll live as a nun from now on, she declared. But as soon as she did she knew it will not be long before the promise will be broken. The young gynecologist greeted her and invited her to sit down. He seemed very nice and professional. He started by asking her some standard questions about her period and similar. "Are you sexually active, miss?" the young doctor asked. She was confused by the question, she didn't know what sexually active meant. Does pleasuring yourself count? Since she did not know, she just had to ask. "I don't know, I don't have a sexual partner, but I ... I do some things by myself," she managed to say. And quickly added, "But em, but I already had sex a few times years back, if that's what you're asking," feeling the heat rising on her cheeks. God, why do I have to blush so visibly! The young doctor seemed a bit surprised by her response and explained that she is currently not sexually active. "Now miss, can you tell me what is the emergency that brought you to us?" asked the young gynecologist. Here we are, she thought. She hesitated, so the doctor encouraged her with some kind words. "I ... I seem to have what is called a foreign body," she managed to repeat the prepared sentence. "In my vagina ... deep inside my vagina ... I can't get it out, I can't reach it, so I came here," she added quickly, her questioning look directed at the young doctor. "Ok," said the young doctor slowly, who now looked a bit less certain in himself, struggling to keep his professional looks. "Are you sure about that? Because you said you 'seem to have' it?" he asked. And Alice responded quickly. "Yes I'm sure, I put it in there. I mean ... accidentally put it in there." That must have sounded quite stupid, she thought. "Ok," said the doctor, "can you tell me what are we talking about?" "Mm, a sock ... and a c... condom, " she answered. "A sock and a condom..." the young doctor slowly repeated. "Yes," she confirmed, " a sock is probably in a condom." "Ok," the doctor replied, looking quite surprised. He probably wonders how do you end up with such combination inside you, she thought. She didn't know why, but she just explained that these two items slipped from another one. "Ok, I understand," the doctor replied and added, "I hope you are not using anything hard or sharp as the base." And she quickly responded, "No, no, it was a carrot." Oh, just shut up, for heaven's sake! Again the doctor needed few moments to process the answer. "And how much time is this foreign body inside?" he asked. "Since yesterday, yesterday evening," she replied. "Good, it is good you did not wait. No problem, we'll get it out immediately. Luckily the foreign object does not have any sharp edges. If you would please undress behind the screen and get seated on the examination chair behind you." He gestured behind her. "Yes," she replied and stood up, still hot and probably very red in her face. I couldn't gave him better answers, she was angry with herself, I just told him all the unneeded details! He probably loves his job in times like this!
She walked behind the screen and began to undress. "You really must not worry about this," the doctor continued. "It happens all the time, because of the anatomy of the woman body," he continued reassuringly. Yeah, sometimes it is definitely better to be a man, she thought and murmured something in response. As she undressed she stepped from behind the screen and climbed backward on the examination chair. She looked at the footholds and decided not to put herself on display just yet. First smart move today, probably, she thought. As the doctor finished washing his hands and turned around to face her, he stared at her in surprise. "You're supposed to wear the examination gown that hangs behind the screen. And there was no need to undress your top." "Oh ... I'm sorry, I didn't know," she responded surprised. My god, what am I doing, why didn't I bring the camera or something! She didn't know what to do and just stared at the young doctor. "It's ok, let me help you," said the doctor and moved behind the screen. He returned with the examination gown and covered her with it. He must be thinking I'm throwing myself at him, she thought. The doctor sat on a small movable chair in front of her. "Lean back, please." She leaned backward until she reached the back of the examination chair. "I will ask you to put your legs on these footholds and spread your legs." She started moving her legs, but he stopped her. "Let me explain first, please." I'm probably blushing like a christmas tree, she thought. "Then I will insert the speculum into your vagina and use it to hold your vagina apart..." He showed her the device that was comprised of two halves of a piece of plastic tube that moved away from each other by length when the handles were pressed together. "... and try to locate the foreign body visually. Then I will try to grab the foreign body with the forceps and remove it." He showed her another instrument which looked like long pincers. She nodded. He put a white cloth mask over his nose and mouth. "Now, are you ready to start?" She nodded again. As ready as ever. "Ok, put your legs in these footholds. Yes great, can you spread your legs, please. As wide as possible. Ok, I'll insert the speculum now, tell me if you feel any pain. Can you move a bit closer, please." She lifted herself on her legs and hands and moved her body to the edge of the chair. "Good, thank you. I'm inserting the speculum now..." "Ok, it's in, are you ok?" She nodded. "Ok, I'm dilating your vagina. Does this hurt?" She shook her head, to say she was uncomfortable was a great understatement. "Ok, let's see ... o, there it is, I see it. Don't worry, it will be all over soon. I'm using the forceps now." She felt a gentle poking inside her. The doctor lifted up the extracted item, his face a bit proud. "Here it is," he showed it to her. She somehow managed to put a small smile together. The sock was inside the condom, a small Hello Kitty picture on the sock showing through the transparent condom. He dropped the condom on a plate on a small table nearby. He moved back to her dilated vagina and looked inside. After a while he declared, "Everything seems to be ok down there, no damage has been done. Did you want a whole exam done today?" She quickly shook her head. "Some other time, please," she managed, her voice unsteady. Oh, please take the damn instrument out of me, so I can put my legs together, she pleaded in her mind. "I would like to make a suggestion, if I may?" he asked. Not my best day. She nodded. "I would recommend using what is commonly known as dildo in the future er ... sessions." When he saw her puzzled look he continued. "A sex toy in a shape of a penis, can be bought in a sex shop." More blushing, probably deep purple by now. "This way there will be no danger of an accident." She nodded. This is the most embarrassing and awkward moment in my life! A young guy recommending me to get myself a penis replacement to please myself, while I'm stretched in front of him, and with this instrument stretching me down there! The gynecologist finally removed the speculum. "You can dress up now," he said. She moved from the chair, back behind the screen and dressed quickly. When she emerged, he reminded her again that she should soon come back for her regular check. She nodded, thanked him and left the office. Back in the car she let out a long sight of relief and quickly drove off.
She did not even think about pleasuring herself after the accident for some time. But the desire came back slowly. In time she started to remember the pleasure and the added value it gave to her otherwise not very exciting life. One day she just could not hold her hands away from her. But it would not work without the carrot. She suppressed her urges refusing to use a carrot ever again. Remembering what the gynecologist suggested her, she went on the Internet to check the sex shops. She was surprised about the variety of the offer. She carefully studied her options and made her choice. Next day she went to the sex shop and bought two dildos, because she was not sure how these things felt. Both of her dildos had and extension on the back, so there was no fear of something slipping anywhere anymore.
And the evening sessions came back, with all the pleasure they provided! In time the accident became just a bad memory, overflown by joy and fun feelings of freedom and pleasure!
Next story of 'The Awakening' series: Dangers of the Forest - Coming soon!
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