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MASTURBATION ARCHIVE 19
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When I slept over my best friend's the other night, I was just finishing the second period of my life, and she was just starting the second YEAR of her periods. Well since we both just started having orgasms, and I had confessed a couple of weeks ago I'd secretly seen her have her first orgasm the last time I slept over, she once again reminded ME that what often puts her in the mood to masturbate, was thinking about me when I do it. And of course her strategy was that since I'd seen her do it, it was only fair that she watch me. WHOA!!! I was ready to talk about it, but to do it right there in front of her? Well I did want to describe what I saw one time in my shower, when I sat down in the stall, opened up my legs, spread my lips, and looked at myself for the first time since I was a very little girl. As I masturbated, and had a climax, I could see it getting pinker then redder just before I came, and I forced myself to watch as my vagina opening contracted about 10 times. I found that the shower is the best place for me because I don't feel icky when I touch down there, and I don't have to worry about getting anything wet and smelly. So I said that if I do it there, she had better bring over the box of kleenex. "Nah," she said. "I'll get you a towel." I couldn't believe she still wanted me to do it after I told her about the mess I might make. Anyway, I sat back aginst the headboard, took off my panties, put my knees up and spread like in the shower, so she could see. Then I showed her exactly how I rubbed my clitoris while it was still under its hood, not really touching the moist areas. She shined her bed light directly on what I was doing. I was surprised at how fast I started to feel anything with her watching, but soon you could see the color change and my vagina started to sweat mucous out of the opening. When I finally did come it gushed out a lot, which I had never seen myself, as it pulsed out the usual fast-slow rhythm. After awhile, she said, "Amazing! Wanna watch me now?" Talk about close friends! When I asked about her having her period, she said her tampon would never let anything through since she had just put in a fresh one. But she said this would be the first time she ever had an orgasm this time of the month. It was cool seeing her do it while she wasn't under the covers, and she kept telling me she never would have known how to if I hadn't shown her over her nightgown that first night. When she was close, her head slowly went back like she was looking over her right shoulder, and when she came, she couldn't help slamming her knees together and letting out a long groan. Then she said, "I obviously have to be careful when there's someone home."

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WAS BY: Irritating urge

My first orgasm was when I was in 5th grade. I waited too long to ask the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. I got to the girls room not quite in time. I was wearing pants, and as I was dancing around to get my panties down, I peed a little into them. I didn't think too much of it that morning, but by the time I got home, my poor little vulva area was burning from my urine saturated panties. The only thing I could find was some hand lotion, which I put on. It felt so good as I rubbed it on, I kept rubbing until I had my first orgasm. This scared me enough to actually tell my mother about it, who was very understanding, said that it was nothing to worry about, just a natural thing that happened when you rub that spot. About a year later, it happened again when I remebered it as, I was using hand lotion on my hands. I've been using it elsewhere a couple times a week ever since. I'm in my late teens now.

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WAS BY: Thanks

I've been married for almost 10 years. Last night after I came accross this site, while my husband is away on business, I had my first climax. I can't believe what I've been missing all this time. We make love regularly, and I've never felt frustrated or hurt, so I've never wanted to do what I discovered last night. I my hips were uncomfortable and keeping me awake, so I took one of the pillows and put it between my thighs. Pretty soon I was rocking side to side because it was erotic and sort of felt like my husband when we make love. When I felt this feeling like I needed to urinate, I remembered something about what I'd read on this page, so instead of getting up to releve myself, I kept going and soon experienced what I now know is an orgasm. I want to thank the writers here, you might want to know you've help me put together what I may have never known!

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WAS BY: Problems...

I dont' really know anywhere else to type this so..I guess I'm gonna post it here. For a good amount of time I've been wondering what an orgasm actually feels like..so one night I decided to try it. Only...nothing happpened..So I kept persisting with it and trying reallt hard too. It's been awhile now and I've tried some things people had suggested doing, but I still haven't had one! Someone help!

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WAS BY: Bingo

Hey! What's so bad about love, romance, and fantasy life? They seem to be not too important on this page. Two weeks ago I got swept up into heaven. I'll NEVER forget that night on the beach with James. It was a feeling that admittedly makes me feel VERY sexual, but it's so much more than just the great feeling of coming. Just about every night, even after my prayers, I put on the Charlie Parker CD that James gave me, remember the way he put his arms around me, even the way my breasts felt on his chest, and those gentle but POWERFUL kisses. I actually don't USUALLY masturbate those nights, because after I do, I fall asleep too fast, but it's a struggle not to. BUT I gotta tell ya, guys, if you're reading, I haven't once thought of having sex with him. It's much more emotional pleasure than physical. He's like way out of my league, at least 4 years older, in college, probably dates women his age. I never asked, he never said. I guess this kind of proves that I'm still a girl cuz I don't think of him as a boy. But when I do masturbate thinking about James...WOW! Do I come hard.

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WAS BY: Anonymous

Everytime I read these stories I get really wet. I like to picture myself as one of the people in the stories. But to everyone who cares to read...it doesnt matter if ur straight or not, when you masturbate if you think about other girls its really exciting..at least to me. My vagina gets so wet its like a slippin slide. Im gonna tell you all about my masturbation freak story. Ok this was like a couple motnths ago...I had a friend stay over and I dont know why but for some reason I was really horny...so I waited till we were both in bed and under the covers and all then I started to rub my clit with my fingers...this usually gets me off pretty quick. But it wasnt cuttin it...so I rolled over onto my back and played with my clit more...and humping my own fingers...man was this good, my hips were bucking up and down like crazy...anyways my friend knew what was going on and I guess cuz I saw her fingers moving rapidly up and down under her own covers...after that we talked about it and got really horney again...so we masturbated again...thats all that happend but to me being so young and this happening was freaky. When she was asleep finally I went into the bathroom and humped the side of the bathtub until I had another soaring orgasm, then I rubbed my wet vagina and licked my fingers...the first time id ever done that. But if anyone out there is reading these and wants to respond to my story leave an email or screen name cuz I'd love to talk dirty to another girl.

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WAS BY: math class memory

I've been carrying this secret around for about 25 years now. I've never told a soul, and this is the first (and probably last) time I'll even write it down. When I was in my first week of high school, I had just discovered how to masturbate one night. I sat way back in the last desk in the corner of my math class. When I wasn't it, I propped up a metal ruler on my chair between my legs. Somehow it got wedged between my desk and chair so when I leaned forward, it pushed against my public bone, which I had been doing a few times with my hand at night. So I gently rock back and forth. Pretty soon I could feel the now familiar explosion inside me coming. Just as I did, the teacher called on me. I thought I would die!!! When he saw how red my face was, and that I couldn't speak, he got frightened, and came running over to me, which made it worse. Finally I told him I was just very nervous and embarrassed that he called on me. He believed it, and never called on me the entire year! Needless to say, I never masturbated in a classroom again either.

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WAS BY: share the same story

Hi "math class memory" I have a very similar story. But in my English class. it happened during my junior year in high school I'm now a senior. There was this really hot guy I had been dating for a while that was also in my English class and he sat in the seat directly across and in front of me. well anyway before class had started we were outside waiting and he had his arms wrapped around my waist from behind and was telling me stupid dirty jokes. I becauselove them. well I started to feel him getting hard (i could feel his firm penis pressing against my butt). Then he asked me not to move until he had gotten back to normal he was majorly embarrassed about the whole thing. Of course I did so that he wouldn't be laughed at cause he had a f-ball game later on and I had to cheer and it would be distracting during the game if everyone knew about it. but once we got into class he wrote me a note and said it was the way I was squirming in his arms and my hips slid against his, that made it happen (as if I didn't know being 16 at the time). While reading it I started to get extremely wet and I felt my clit start to throb so I crossed my legs and started squeezing my thighs together as hard as I could, and slightly swinging my leg. we were having like a free time in class being Friday, so everyone was talking and walking around. I soborrowed some kids head phones and acted like I was humming to the song. (actually it wasn't even on) right then knowing I was doing this in front of 30 other people my age, gave me the best orgasm in my life. He asked me what song I was listening to after class he said it sounded intense I just laughed and smiled. later on another date I told him what actually happened. He was shocked, yet he said it was a major turn on.

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