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One night I was lying in my bed and I put my pillow between my legs and it felt good. Well, I rolled over and that felt really really good so I began to do it over and over again. My body started to get really hot and I felt so good. I was tingly and started to hump my pillow. My body started to move faster on the pillow and I was crying cause it felt so good and then this intense feeling of pleasure washed over my body. I lay there drenched in sweat, feeling completley satisfied. This was my first experience with mastrubation. I began to do it every night from then on. But soon it was not enough. I began to watch HBO late at night and got really turned on then. I would lie on a pillow and hump it and cum when the actors were cuming. Then I began to mastrubate everywhere. In class, I would were big huge sweatshirts and would keep my hands in the pockets and push on the top of the outside of my vagina. OH, man that made class go by a lot faster and more interesting. People would ask me why my face was so red in class, but I would just say that I was not feeling very well. Then, I began to mastrubate with anything that I could find. The arms of my couch and loveseat, and I would hump the edges of my dresser drawers and desks. Anything to get me going!

SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER:
TITLE: A Teacher Showed Me How...

I'm really pleased to see from this forum that I'm not the only woman who finds smoking erotic! When I was in the sixth grade, I used to walk past the teacher's lounge in our school. There was always the scent of tobacco smoke coming from it, especially when someone was either going in or coming out. I remember that I was always fascinated with this forbidden place; it was the enclave of weary teachers who needed to get away from us children, if only for a moment. At that time I was developing sexual impulses, but I came from a strict Catholic background where sex was not talked about. One day, I was sent to the lounge to give a telephone message to one of the junior high teachers. When I knocked on the door, I was told to come in, and what a sight I saw! Two male and two female teachers were in there, smoking and drinking coffee...the message was for Ms. Stone, a very attractive early-thirties woman. I stood transfixed as she held her white cigarette aloft, very feminine, smoking as she read the note I handed to her. She wore make-up, and her lipstick was a deep red. She took a puff and thanked me for bringing her the messgae, and as she did, the smoke came out of her mouth as she talked. That was it for me...I decided right then and there that I was going to smoke. As I left the lounge, I did a quick detour to the lavatory and locked the stall door. My hand went down into my cotton panties and I felt wetness. Before I knew what was happening, I had my very first orgasm. Since I was standing, I had to brace myself, as dizziness overtook me. It took several minutes before I was composed enough to go back to my fourth period class. I saved my lunch money for two days and bought a pack of 100's from a vending machine. The very first cigarette made me cough, but soon enough, I was smoking. One Saturday at the end of the school year, I rode my bicycle to Ms. Stone's house and knocked on her door. My heart raced as I waited several minutes, and was about to leave, when I heard her walking down the hall to open the door. She stood there, clad in a bathrobe, cigarette in hand. She smiled and asked me to come in, that she was just relaxing. We sat in her living room and I watched her intently, feeling arousal. I hung on her every word. She put out her cigarette, and I saw other butts in her ashtray that bore a crimson stain on their white filters. As unbelievable as this might sound, what she did next astounded me. She went to light another cigarette, and offered me one! I almost climaxed right then and there; my hands shook as I took one and put it in my mouth. She lit it, and then hers, and watched me inhale. She asked me how long I had been smoking - I told her that I had seen her masturbating two months ago, and had started. She asked why. I told her the truth...I wanted to be beautiful just like her. She looked thoughtful for a moment, and then asked me if I was dating yet. I said no, but I wanted to. I noticed her shifting her legs, crossing and uncrossing them under her robe. Her breasts were quite large; I could see cleavage as she leaned over to trim her cigarette in the ashtray, and I was getting wetter and wetter. She got up and closed the shade, turning to ask me if I minded if she got 'more comfortable'. Not knowing what she meant, I just sat there. Ms. Stone came over and sat down across from me in an easy chair. She then asked me if I would like to see her body. I said oh yes. She opened her robe and reclined in the chair. Her nipples were hard and pointed, and she began to play with them as she smoked. She asked me if I wanted to see more (she already knew the answer), as my hand found my crotch. She spread her thighs and I saw her swollen vagina lips were very dark pink, glistening with juices. I responded by unzipping my jeans and pulling them down to my ankles. We did not say a word; she smoked and began playing with her sex, I did the same, emulating what she did. I felt naughty and grown-up, sampling forbidden fruit, so-to-speak. Her pussy was covered in ginger colored hair, and my mouth watered as I watched her fingernails tweak her protruding clitoris, then disappear into her vagina. She used her juices to lubricte her clit, rubbing it in a gentle circular motion. I copied her, and felt an orgasm building. Looking back on this, it was the most erotic experience of my life. I will never forget the sight of this beautiful woman smoking her 100 length cigarette as she showed me how to masturbate. When she came, her eyes were closed tightly. She bucked her hips and groaned loudly. I came hard, as my own fingers brought me to climax. Afterward, we lay there, smiling at each other. I said thanks for teaching me, and she told me that I was going to be a beautiful woman - I was already a beautiful girl. It meant a lot to me. Ms. Stone did not come back to school that Fall. I missed her, but I was now in Junior High, and the lessons she had given me I put to good use.

SEXUALITY: Other
GENDER: Female Masturbation
TITLE: College days

I've been out of college for several years now, but I always will remember the first time I ever saw another girl masturbate. She was my roomate and was very stunning, blonde, well tanned and very much in great shape. We got drunk one night and came back to our dorm room. Nicki was laying on the bed, fully clothed and started running between her legs and started moving her hips. She then removed her jeans and I could see a wet spot on her panties. Nicki then took them off and starting fingering herself. Her blond bush was so pretty. I was wet myself, so I layed down next to her and stripped and started fingering myself. We later traded fingers until she climaxed. I couldn't help but to taste my fingers, which was so good. We had many other times together and started going down on each other. This was a ritual after one of us had sexual relationships wiht a guy and their sperm was still in us. I am married wiht four kids, but still have good memories of those days.

SEXUALITY: Straight
GENDER:
TITLE: Home Spa Relaxation

My home is quite nice. It is rather large, and I was brought up with seven other siblings, so this house is a pallace compared to my past. My husband cheated on me, so the house is mine. I rather enjoy reading the stories on this site, and want to add my own. I especially am glad to read that there are other women out there who smoke cigarettes - we are usually treated as pariahs nowadays. Now to my experience. I am in my late forties, considered attractive, with ash-blond hair and a trim body. My breasts are 38-C, with large nipples that are extremely sensitive. I masturbate at work when I need to release tension, but wait most days to get home and get off! My favorite way to relieve stress is to spend time in my sauna, and then take a nice, long bath in what was our 'love tub'. It is a sunken copper tub, set up with massage jets and lights, just outside the sliders on a secluded deck. It's especially nice in the winter, with snow and cold temps. What I do is to start the water heating to a hundred-five degrees and light the candles that surround the spa. I get my toys together and open a bottle of white Zinfandel, get several large bath-size thick towels and settle in to the spa. I light a VS 120 menthol and begin to play with my nipples, letting the cold air on their wetness bring them to attention. My waterproof vibrator and a butt plug are in the water floating, so they are warmed up. I know it isn't reccommended, but I use white petroleum jelly to lubricate the butt plug, and I gently sit down on it. Once it is in place, I sip my wine and smoke my cigarette, feeling the stress of the day leaving my body. The candles, together with the pink lights in the tub, make a warm, safe environment that I plan on keeping for myself, even if I start seeing men again. As I smoke, I begin to tease my clitoris, slowly rocking on the butt plug. It gets hard immediately, and I switch on the vibrations, playing the dildo up and down my slit under the water. I usually don't penetrate myself - I'll wait until I get into bed - but I get off from the vibrations on my clit and the fullness in my rectum. My first climax is usually gentle. It opens me up for what is to come. After two or three glasses of wine, I have had another two or three orgasms, each getting more intense. By now, it's been about an hour in the tub, and it is time to go to bed. The shock of the cold air hits me as I get out of the spa, and my nipples get painfully large. The towels surround me with needed warmth, and I quickly open the slider and go in to lay down upon the bed. The room is dimly lit, also by candles, but they are aroma therapy ones, and jasmine sweetly fills the air. I settle back on the down comforter and light another cigarette. The butt plug is still clenched in my bum, and I rock on it as I reach for my 'big guy'. It is a ten-inch cyberskin top of the line man substitue that vibrates and shoots warm water on demand. I paid a lot for it, and it does things my rat of an ex-husband could never even dream of! Its head is rubbing my labia; my vagina is getting wet, and I feel my sensitive clitoris is poking out, getting ready for the Main Event. The big rubber dick slowly goes in - just its head - and I start its noiseless humming. It is warm, just like a man, but it does not cheat on me...just gives me ecstacy and then I put it away. I close my eyes and smoke my cigarette, feeling the cool smoke fill me, as I slowly penetrate my pussy until it touches bottom. I roll over and get up onto my knees, preparing to ride. The remote for the cock is in my hand, and I pinch my nipples as I increase the speed of the vibe. Now I begin to slowly plunge up and down on my lover. The clitoral attachment catches me on the downstroke. I reach behind me and push the butt plug in and out as I ride the cyber-cock. After about five minutes of this, I lay back down and take the plug out of my bum, substitue a vibrating seven-inch dildo. I now double-penetrate myself, going faster and faster, feeling a huge climax building from my toes right on up! My calf muscles start to spasm, my breasts are heaving, and I push the cock all the way in and hold it as I press the switch to make it shoot off. I feel the hot water shooting deep into my womb as I go over the edge. I hear my voice, shrill and speaking in tongues as I come and come! Afterward, I just lie there and fall asleep. I do this a couple of times a month, and it keeps me smiling and fawning at work, so I can continue to live here. Never fails!

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
GENDER:
TITLE: First Exam

When I was 18, I had my first pelvic exam. It my my Mom's doctor and I was very nervous. I had just had my first intercourse, with my soon to be husband, but still did not like the idea a spreading my legs for a stranger. My Mom went with me, but stayed in the waiting room. The nurse had me strip and wear one on the required gowns. When the Doctor came in I was surprised at how good looking he was, He went through the normal check items, such as lsitening to my heart beat and then he told me to reomve my gown. He then started feeling my breast and for some reason, my nerves settled down, in fact I started enjoying it. The receptionist knocked on the door and said the nurse, who was attending the doctor, had an emergency call from her son at school, so she left, He continued on with the exam and had me put my feet in the stirups. I felt his two hands open up my legs wide as they would go and he then remarked how nice my red bush looked. In spite of my young age, I had a large opening partly due to my boyfriends large penis, so I know my gap had to be at least 2" wide, The doctor then surprised me when he removed his latex gloves and plugged his long finger deep in to me. He started moving then in a circular motion and then added a second. I forgot where I was and started moving my hips. I felt myself getting very wet and then, I had a total climax, The doctor pulled out his fingers and then took a wet cloth and wiped my wetness from between my legs, He just smiled and said everything looked fine. I was really worked up after that so when I got home with Mom, I went to the boyfriends house where we made love. I still enjoy having my annual exam, even though I'm 38 years old.

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
GENDER: Female Masturbation
TITLE: Repairman

One summer when I was home for summer break. Mom told me the repairman was coming over to fix our washing machine. When the doorbell rang, I let him in. I would guess his age to be 55-60, but was in good shape. After I let him in I started feeling horny and wondered what it would be like to have sex with a man, my fathers age.I went into the bedroom and started feeling my self and soon got totally nude and was fingering myself.When he came in to give me an estimate to fix the washer, I didn't even hear him, He said excuse me maam, but do you want to authorize these repairs? Since I masturbate often in front of my boyfriend, I didn't feel uncomfortable, in fact was getting off on it. He then walked closer to watch me and I gave him the show of his life. I soon had a massive orgasim and as I stood up I purposely spread myself so he could get an eyeful of my gapping hole, which since I shave totally, was easy to see. I noticed he enjoyed it, by the rise in his pants. I said let me help with that and pulled out his cock,which was larger than my boyfriends. I started whacking him and soon he sprayed me on my chest, He went ahead and fixed the washer and said not to worry about the bill, since "it was on the house"

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