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I first masturbated when I was eight. I saw a mans erect penis when I looked up his shorts and this made me feel myself that night thinking about it. It was years later before I came. I sill think about seeing that hardon an imagine it was me who caused it when he looked up my very short school skirt in those days.

I had a few drinks that night and decided to go visit a much older man friend that came into work often. I was going to offer him a drink. It was the first time I had been to his basement suite. When I got there the door was open and I called out his name. He didn't answer but I walked down the stairs anyway, with my bottle in hand. The first room I came to was his room and he was lying in bed sleeping. I half-whispered his name but he didn't wake up. I decided to check out his place and went further into the living area. I was starting to get real horny so I started to rub myself. Then I noticed the support pole, so I took off my jeans and rubbed my juices all over the nubs on the pole. Then I walked back to the doorway of his bedroom. I stood there naked and rubbed my tits and fingered my pussy until I had an orgasm right there in front of him. He was still sleeping. And I was very turned on hoping he might catch me at it. The next day at work he told me he barely slept at all last night. I wonder if his eyes were half open and he just pretended to sleep so he could continue to watch me masturbate. It makes me very wet to think that he was watching me.

Up until I was about 14 my father would come and wash my back for me when I had a bath. My titties were growing pretty good by this time and I would cover them with the wash cloth when he came to scrub my back for me. After he would be gone I would fantasize about him washing my front too. then I would masturbate in the tub. I would get so turned on by the feel of his soapy hands on my back wanting him to soap me in other areas too. I think he stopped washing my back when I didn't bother with covering my breasts anymore. He must have known how excited I was because my nipples would be sticking straight out and I would have my hand between my legs moving the water around my pussy. I would have loved for his hand to be down there playing with me, and scrubbing my pussy clean. To this day I still have this fantasy. One day again I will ask him to come scrub my back and he can see me as a full grown woman. Maybe I would even masturbate for him to watch me.

When I was very young I used to bath with my brothers. One time I was in the tub with two of my brothers and one of them had the idea for the other brother to lick me between my legs. So he started licking, lapping at my young pussy and it felt so good. I just wanted him to keep that good feeling going. Then the other brother had a try. So the feeling was getting better and better, none of us knew what we were doing, but it felt really nice for me. We had to stop when mom walked in.

I love to go out in the yard, find a nice spot and slowly get naked, always in the hope that the neighbor and his son will see me. I suck my own nipples and play with myself until I am very very wet. I bring myself to orgasm by rubbing my clit fast and by sticking my finger in my pussy. I hope that they are watching, and it seems like they are cuz one or both of them will come to visit later on in the day and they seem to be licking their lips and smiling. I am dressed by this point but make sure not to wear a bra so that they can see my nipples through my shirt. I fantasize about both of them doing me at the same time right there on the kitchen table. I would love for one of them to lick me and for the other to play with my tits.

After a party one time every one was sleeping and I went to get a drink of water. I stood in the kitchen for a long time, then I noticed the guy on the couch was masturbating. This really turned me on, and I couldn't help but touch myself. I came there on the spot but the guy didn't know I was watching him. I had an urge to go help him but instead I turned on the water. He heard and whipped his penis back inside his pants and pretended to go back to sleep.

this man I was fooling around with was working nightshift, so one night he told me I could go to his camper while he was at work. He told me he would leave his selection of toys out for me to play with. I think its very hot that a man would have his own bunch of toys. So I went to his camper and yes he did leave out his toys for me, he also said I could watch his TV and told me which channels were the best for porn. So I got the porn going and proceeded to try out every single one of his dildos and vibrators. I sat on the edge of the bed, with both feet on the floor and lowered myself over the dildo and humped it good. then I laid on the bed and used all his vibrators. I did bring my own special clit vibrator so when I was on the last purple dong I vibed my clit at the same time until I came so much. So turned on to be at his place when he wasn't there, fucking myself and he knew it, and had to be at work.

My neighbor one day asked me to go and hang out at his place. He warned me he would be naked when I got there. I thought he was joking but he wasn't. We went out to the backyard to sit in the sun. He was playing with his penis and asked if I minded, and that I might be more comfortable if I took my clothes off. Eventually after watching him stroke, I took off my top and pulled aside my shorts to reveal my pussy. He leaned over to touch my tits but I told him No, No touchy! just looky.. He wanted me to masturbate for him so badly. I rubbed my tits, but that's it. He went into the house for a bit and when he returned I was friggin my clit. He watched me rub my clit and stick a finger inside myself. He leaned his face in real close to my pussy and kept stroking himself. His nose was so close I'm sure he could smell my pussy and probably wanted to lick it too. I just kept going until I came. was very nice! He kept playing with himself too and had me keep my pussy in full view so he could lean in real close. Big turn on, was so very wet.

All of these stories make me hot just knowing I'm not the only girl who likes to masturbate.

Just like a lot of you, I was maybe 9 or 10 when I first started rubbing my clit. My best friend slept over, and we slept in the same bed. We started talking about boys, and how they are different. She asked if I ever played with my self. She started talking about how she had watched her sister stick a dildo in her vagina, and how she herself had found out that she could make herself feel really good just touching herself. Her sister had even rubbrd and licked her little slit for her. She wanted to touch me there, and I let her,...ohh it felt so good. We started playing with each others little slits, and I knew it was something I'd always do to my self. Her family moved, and I haven't seen her since. No matter, I have gotten very good at using my own fingers, and have been getting more and better orgasms as I get older. I'll never stop getting myself off even when I marry. If my husband dosen't like it, I'll do it when he's not around. I mostly think about guys when I get all sexy feeling, and start rubbing myself like I would like I want them to do, but if he doesn't want to, I'll still do myself

HEy there I have been reading these stories for a while now and always get so turned on, I just imagine all you ladies out there doing it and i want to be there with you. I normally hump something in my bed and then as I begin to cum, I stick something up there and pump it in andout to get the extra pleausure. It's o good, I'm getting horny now thinking about it,. I'd love to do it publicly bt always get scared so maybe but maybe one day I will....I'm single now so to do it myself relives me, I try and stop and limit myslef to weekends but it's so hard not to think about it. I just love the feeling of a wet pussy. I have to also recomend the faucet because that's really good, just to lie there and let it run over you with pressure as well. I hope that everyone out there tries it, I just hope that soon I'll find someone to do it with me...

I experienced my first group masturbation when I spent the night with a new girl that had just moved in our neighborhood. Her name was Jenna and we were both 15 years old at the time. She had a sister named Beth, who was two years older. After their parents went to bed, we went to Beth's room and I was surprised to see she was naked. Beth was well built and she told us she liked to show off her body. She had jsut come in from a date and she said they had screwed at her new boyfriend's house. She spread her legs so we could see her cum filled pussy. She told us to take our clothes off and Jenna did without even thinking. I was too nervous to, but the sisters started taking off my clothes and soon I too was nude. Beth said I had a great body and she started feeling my breasts. I could feel myself getting wet and Jenna started rubbing my pussy and then she inserted her finger in me. I felt a rush over my body and Beth had me lay on ghe bed. She spread my legs and then slid two of her fingers in me. I have never had such a feeling as this and I couldn't control myself any longer and I had a huge orgasim. Beht then told be to feel her wet pussy and when I did, I could feel cum running out of her. I fingered her until she got off and then did the same to Jenna. After that night, I spent ever Friday night with Jenna and we tookd turns masturbating each other.

Ever since I found this forum, I've been very grateful that there is at least a place where women are able to voice their opinions about masturbation anonymously and not feel embarrassed about it. I was once quite skeptical about masturbating, not knowing quite what to do or how to do it. Now that I know, I'm very thankful and reading other stories has made me realise that this is completely natural and normal. Even so, I can't quite believe that I'm sitting here writing one of the most private and intimate parts of my life!

Masturbating, for me at least, is not something which I set a time or place for everyday. I started masturbating when I was 17, using my fingers only, just rubbing my clitoris would do the trick. I soon found something much better - the shower head. The first time I used the shower head, I had one of the most intense orgasms that the water was spraying everywhere because I was moving around so uncontrollably. Now that I don't have a removable shower head (not by choice!), I use my fingers.

I do have an amazing boyfriend and we have great sex but when I masturbate, I prefer to do it alone because I personally think that masturbating is something profoundly private and not for someone else to watch. I'm mostly quite aroused and can't wait to get out of the shower so I can masturbate quietly in my own room. I'm completely straight but strangely, I found the prospect or image of women sucking my clit extremely arousing. I start off by touching myself and teasing myself as I massage my inner thighs and gently skim over my vulva. Then I take a tissue and fold it into a small square (I don't like to come into contact completely because it leaves an incriminating smell for quite a while!) and slowly, my hand makes it way between my legs, which by now are spread really wide.

Then slowly, I start to rub my clit in a circular motion. I think about beautiful blonde women in between my legs and sucking on my clit, their tongues flitting over it and sticking it into my vagina. I try delaying the orgasm as that normally makes it more intense. As I rub my clit and fantasise about women sucking on it, I start to moan and massage my breasts with my other hand. I can feel the sensations come in waves as I want more and more something to be stuck inside of me, the deeper the better. I tease myself so much that I'm bucking around already before I even orgasm. Then slowly, varying the pace and pressure, I delay orgasm, slowing down just before and starting all over again until I can't take it anymore. I rub my clit over and over again, faster and faster until I feel that sensational head-rush that overcomes me and my body convulses as the orgasm claims me...I'm going to let it claim me again!

When I was 9, my body started to undergo puberty. I started to develop breasts and my clit started to become aroused. I used the erasers of pencils to play with it but I never climaxed. I was 12 when I started to explore my pearl flower. I would get a mirror, take off my pants and panties, spread my legs and peek right at my little pussy developing hair. When I was 13, I started masturbating with a screwdriver (I suggest that no one try this)! The way this sounds-it’s very dangerous-but I simply used the metal part of the screwdriver as my handle whereas the plastic handle of the screwdriver would be my dildo. The screwdriver was at least 1.5 in in girth so I wanted to feel what it would feel like inside of me. I did this for six months without ever having an orgasm. The one day I was in the shower, and I was using a nozzle to wash shampoo out of my hair and the water just buzz on my clit and it was a strange weird feeling that felt good. I started to take the same nozzle and spray my clit and pearl flower until I got dizzy. I now realize that was my first orgasm. As I got older though, I got rid of the screwdrivers and got dildoes.

I was 13 years old when I first learned about masburbation. We had a sleepover for my birthday, and everyone was in sleeping bags all over the house. My girlfriend Nancy was next to my bed. She woke me at about midnight to say that she was cold. I told her to get in with me. She did, and we were talking about everything. She asked me if my boyfriend Lou had ever touched me. I said he kept trying to grab my boobs, but I wouldn't let him. She asked if I ever touched my boobs, and I said no. She told me that she rubs her nipples every night before she goes to sleep, and they get hard, and she gets hot between her legs. I was just laying there in the dark listening to her. She said it started a couple of years ago when her breast began to get larger. Her breasts were very big, mine were much smaller. She said she was taking a bath and when she ran the soap over her nipples it felt good. Then she began touching her hot spot as she called it. She just touched it, and then rubbed it. Nancy said she wished she had 3 hands to tickler her nipples and her spot at the same time. She asked why I never touched myself. I told her I never heard of such a thing. I did know about this, but didn't tell her. When Dad was out of town, I peaked through the keyhole when Mom was taking a very long bath, and saw her pushing something in and out of between her legs and rubbing herself. After going at this very fast for a long time, she would stop and have a sigh of relief. I also saw her with something that hummed in her slit. Because the bathroom door was closed, I figured this was something private. So, I told the story to Nancy. While I was telling her about my peeking, she was rubbing her nipples. She said oh, would you rub my nipples for me, please, so I can rub my self?. I said nothing, in the dark, but reached over and began rubbing her nipples. She slid her hand down and rubbed herself. This went on for maybe 20 minutes, and then she just stopped. She put her hands on my breasts and said they felt so beautiful, and she began pulling on my nipples and twisting them. Oh wow. It felt great. She just kept it up, and I was doing the same to hers. Then she put her two fingers inside my slid and kind of pulled on my spot. She was just pulling on it, tapping it. Then she began to rub it, slowly at first, then faster, then slower. My clit was swollen and throbbing, and she took such a long time. Slow then fast, then slow again, then she really went fast and I exploded. My back arched and I came. She reached to her own clit and came too. In the dark, I learned I had a clit and nipples and boy oh boy could I come. We went to sleep and never talked about that night again. But the next night I was tweaking my clit and nipples, and every day after that. One day after school before Mom got home, I took out that vibrator, I put it on my nipples and then on my clit. Thank heavens it was a plug in one or I'd have had to spend all my babysitting money on batteries!. A few years later, Nancy was over, and my parents were gone. We found a bottle of wine and she said do you remember your 13th birthday?. I said yup, best day of my life. We were tipsey enough to talk about boyfriends and sex, and how they just didn't get it. They only wanted to shove their dicks in us and never paid attention to our clits. Nancy said that her curren boyfriend, Will, just wouldn't do anything for her clit. So she never came. She said she always had to go into the bathroom after sex to come by herself. I told her the same had been happening to me. We were tipsy enough, and she asked if I would masturbate for her to watch. I said sure, so off to my bedroom we went. I got undressed and then thought about that dildo of Mom's in the bathroom under the tub. I went and got it. It was probably 10 long. It had a suction thing on the end so I put it on the bedpost, and pushed my vagina up to it. I pulled on the bedpost and was rocking away on it, but had 2 hands on the post. Nancy came over and began to rub my clit. Boys she was good at it. Then she pulled off her clothes and pulled me off the dildo, and put it in herself. I rubbed her clit slowly as she pulled on the bedpost. She asked me to suck her nipples, so I did and then rub harder, faster, and she came. She turned me around and pushed me to the bed, stuck the dildo inside of me, and began to suck my clit. She suck it in and out of her mouth. I was in heaven. I never wanted it to stop. Then she licked it, and sucked it and I came like never before. Though we were both spent, we just looked at one another and began rubbing our clits again till we came again and again. Every once in awhile we still get together, and it's been 20 years since that first time. We make sure we have alone time, away from husbands and kids so that we can just masturbate together. We look at magazines and buy toys. My husband isn't into toys at all. He doesn't really understand why I can't have an orgasm without rubbing my clit. I love to play with myself, and I love sex with my husband, because he has a huge penis and it takes him a long time to come, but I still rub my clit while we have intercourse. I found some toys for my alone time. I attach sucking vibrators to my nipples, and have a clip on vibrator for my clit. I can clean the house and have 4 orgasms doing it. I got my own dildo with a suction end. When my husband isn't at home, I put it on the wall in the shower and push against the other walls. With my free hand I rub my clit till I have a great orgasm. There's nothing like an orgasm with a big dick inside. The muscles contract and it feels terrific. I don't hump things, because there isn't enough clit contact. I like the direct approach. I think I would try just about anything, but I do not believe in cheating on my husband with another man. Nancy and I don't kiss or hug. We just love the sexual part. We love to have our clits sucked and licked and rubbed. We've learned though that our nipples come first, which makes us hornier than toads, and then we move to our clits. We can have 4 or 5 orgasms in one 2 hour session. I am so grateful that Nancy helped me to discover me. I'm sure I would have eventually, but it has been so wonderful to share something so intimate. Masturbating is wonderful. Whatever it takes to tickle your clit, to make you come explosively...that's what counts. I must come at least once a day. I don't do it in public places, just at home. I really wish my husband was more into pleasing me though. Happy masturbating to you all.

I started masturbating when I was ten. I would take a trip with my father to go hunting and fishing every late summer growing up. It was a chance for me to do my own fishing, spend time playing with cousins, catch up with knitting, and just plain relaxing. One of my favorite ways to relax was to go out hiking on my own and find nice shady spot under a tree off the trail where no one could see me and get completely naked. I'd pack a backpack with some water, snacks, a light blanket, and some towlettes. Laying the blanket on the ground I'd masturbate for as long as I wanted, giving a show for all the birds and the squirrels in the trees above me. There was something about the openness, the wind in the trees, the fresh air, and the beauty that made my personal orgasms so much more intense. Sure I'd play with myself as often as I could at home whenever convenient, but I always looked forward to those camping trips. The experiences I've had anywhere else have never been as pleasant as they are in the wild.

Now that I'm in college, I take advantage of all the nice weekends to do the same thing. I'll drive my car to a trailhead, go jogging for a few miles (getting all hot and sweaty), grab my backpack with my supplies in it, go back up the trail a ways, leave the trail, lay the blanket down, take of all my clothes, and use my fingers (or a banana even) to pleasure myself to a wonderful orgasm. I have a steady boyfriend now, and I'm sure we'll share lots of time and intimacy together, but I doubt I'll ever let him in on my little alone time.

Before my wife and I married, we'd make out for hours on the couch. She'd get so hot, sometimes you could see her wetness in her crotch, and often smell her sweet scent. Then she'd go off to bed like nothing. I'd be in such a state I go in the bathroom, stand in front of the sink, drop my pants around my ankles. It would only take a few strokes and I'd unload over the faucet onto the backsplash. I later found out she had a candle she'd diddle herself with. Sometimes even 30 yrs. later I get thinking of past times and I can't help myself. She may not be the prettiest or thinest woman ever, but she drives me absolutely wild. I love eating her, for a long time she was reluctant to come for me. We're thru that now, she likes to suck me, and she swallows, but I prefer eating her best of all. I love anal entry, so does she, we'd be having sex, she'd push me off, get on her knees and want it. After I'd fill her she'd go to the bathroom, the sound of my cum blowing out drove me wild. She has huge jugs, 42DD. I'm not really a tit man, but it does feel good between them. I love it when I'm licking her when she starts rubbing them. Or I'm getting her close, and she slips her 2 finger hook down to her clit to bring it on faster. Recently she was very close and she queefed twiced, she was embarrassed, but I found it glorious. I took her from the rear once over the desk at the office. I am now disabled and I get her to masturbate for me. I find it incredible. She's not big on dildo's, but she can work those two finger to an incredible orgasm. Once driving thru a small town, I'd been talking nasty to her. I could tell she was getting hot. All of a sudden I heard her pop her pants. The two finger went down, she had an orgasm spasm that lasted at least 15 seconds! The I sat driving with a mega-bone, at least she let me lick her fingers. We stopped at a cafe, she was soaked between her legs. She's 50 now, and sexier than ever.

I'm in my mid-40s, happily married, and I had an experience recently unlike any other I've ever had. I was attending a business conference with a colleague from work, another middle-aged married woman who is a good friend of mine. To save on money, our small company asked us to share a room. By the third night of the conference, I was starting to get horny. The older I get, I've found, the more sex I need. I've found myself masturbating more in my 40s than I did as a teenager.

When we got back to the room that evening, after a long series of boring meetings in which my mind had drifted into various fantasies, my roommate, Carol, asked if I was going down to dinner. I was hoping to get a little alone time in the room, so I could masturbate, so I said that I thought I would just order room service, and that she should go ahead. Once she was gone, I signed onto one of the soft-porn movies I had been eyeing eagerly since we arrived, lay back on my bed, pushed my slacks down to my ankles and slipped my hand into my panties. I was barely ten minuets into the movie, and on my way to the first of what I hoped would be several orgasms, when I heard her card key in the door. I only managed to get my slacks back up to my knees before she was in the door.

Oh dear, she said. I'm so sorry. The wait was too long, so I came back up. A little too soon, I'm afraid.

I blushed and stammered like an adolescent as I buttoned up and reached for the remote.

Don't turn it off yet, she said. I've been needing to do the same thing myself.

Before I could do anything, she had stretched out on her own bed, flipped up her skirt and rolled down her pantyhose. Come on, we both need to do it, so let's just go ahead.

I was certainly taken aback, but I was also too far along to stop, so I lay back down and pushed down my slacks again. We both were about as discreet as we could be, leaving our panties on, but there was no mistaking what we were doing -- two married ladies masturbating together. It wasn't long before we were each sighing with the sweet release of orgasm.

After the movie ended, we had a long conversation about masturbation, about how important it was to each of us -- about when we started, how often we did it, what our husbands thought about it.

We ordered room service, and had lovely time watching another movie, a regular one. And then when we went to sleep, I could hear her sheets rustling as she started masturbating again in the dark, so I went ahead and did the same.

We left the next day, and haven't shared a room together again.

I first began masturbating at age 11. I remember it clearly because it was just after my birthday. I was developing more rapidly that other girls at the time and was quite self conscious about this. I'm over 50 now, and at that time, sex was just never mentioned in the house. Mom was divorced, so she worked nights. Gram lived in the apartment downstairs. Mary was a friend who lived across the street, same age as me. She came over often to play records. I rememember my wrap around skirts. Anyway, this one day Mary came over, Gram was busy washing clothes and hanging them out on the line. Mary and I were in my room. We were playing a board game of some type. She took a couple dolls of mine down from the shelf. I had so many dolls. The one looked like a real baby. We were talking about babies, and she said she watched as her mother nursed her little brother. She then said she wished she had bigger boobs, like me. I told her I was sick of the boys always gawking at me, but secretly I did like the attention. So she playfully took the doll and held it to her breast. She said she wondered what it felt like to have a baby suck on her. We didn't even know terms, penis, or clitoris. We knew 'zip'. She asked if I had big nipples on my bigger boobs. I said I didn't know. She said hers were very tiny, but her mother's were large. I said she should pretend the doll baby was sucking her. She turned around, pulled up her blouse and said her nipple got hard when the doll touched it. I took one of the dolls, turned around, lifted my blouse and did the same thing, and my nipple got hard. It DID feel good. Then she asked to see my boobs. I know I turned red, but I think somewhere I was curious, or a show off, or something. I just did it. I didn't think. So there we are sitting on my floor on the carpet and I took off my blouse, then my bra. She just looked at me, and then said put the baby to your boob. So I did. That nipple got hard. She then put the other doll to the other nippled, and I had 2 hard nipples. The strange thing was that something was happening between my legs when we did this. I didn't know what, but it was like a tense feeling. Mary leaned closer and touched my nipples. Then she just kind of pulled on them. I don't know whether I thought I was showing her, or showing off. I kind of felt sorry for her because she didn't even have a bra, and didn't need one. She was pulling on both of my nipples at the same time, and kind of squeazing them. That feeling in my crotch was tightening and loosening. She asked if she could suck on one. I didn't even answer. She was sucking on one and holding it with both hands. She asked what it felt like. I just said it felt 'weird'. I didn't say good. All the other stories I've read here talk about wet and gushing and stuff. I didn't feel any of that. She stopped and my nipple was red and damp, but it felt good. I asked her to suck on the other one, and she did. I was almost compelled to pull on the other nipple that she wasn't sucking. Having both nipples having something done to them was terrific. I asked if she wanted to see what it felt like. She just took off her top, and she had really small boobs, maybe an A cup, I dunno. I leaned over and sucked one nipple, then the other. I asked her how it felt, and she said good, which was better than my weird. Apparently I was really aroused. This was my first arousal. She then said that she had seen her mother doing something funny. She said her mother would go into the bedroom, alone, and shut the door. The bed was squeaking, and she peeked through the keyhole. There she said she saw her mother on a chair, naked, her legs were apart and she was pushing something in and out of her and she would stop and rub between her legs, and alternate doing this. Then her legs would stiffen and she would stop. Okay, this was weird. I didn't even think about an opening down there. She said she didn't know what her Mom was rubbing. So now we both had to find out what was down there. I told her I didn't know there was anything other than where the pee came out. So now she said she would show me hers if I showed her mine. Off came the clothes, carefully folded on the bed. We both opened our legs. She bent down to look at me and asked me to pull open so she could see. Then she pointed to the slit and at the top, a small thing. I moved closer and saw she had the same things. I asked her to show my how her mother was doing that, so she just put her hand on herself and rubbed very quikly. I asked if it felt good, and she said yes, rather emphatically. I did the same, kind of up and down, way too fast, and when I got to the top, above the opening, something felt great, not nice, GREAT. So there we are on my carpet, rubbing ourselves. Nothing really happened, no climaxing, but that day of discovery began things. That night when I went to bed I pulled on my nipples like Mary did. The more I played with my nipples, the bigger the feeling was between my legs. I had one hand on each nipple, pulling and twisting. I then let go of one nipple (geez, I wished I had 3 hands), and began to rub between my legs. That one spot felt better, so I concentrated on it. It was at the top of the slit. I was rubbing too hard and too fast, like Mary had shown me. I slowed it down, and no, there was no huge amounts of fluids like all the others I've read here. I was damp, but not soaked. I came. Yup, it was terrific. I then realized that if I played with my nipples, that it made the feeling come back between my legs. So, back to the nipples, and the feeling was there again. I rubbed it again, and that same terrific feeling came back. I must've had a lot of orgasms in the next few days. When Mom was home on the weekend and not working, I had to go in the bathroom to do this again. I really loved doing this. The feeling was like nothing I'd ever had before. The next week Mary came over. For our next few sessions we just played our games and danced to music. I wished that she would bring the subject up again. I wanted to look at her things between her legs. I got up enough courage. I told her that I was playing with my nipples and between my legs and I figured out what her Mom was doing. I told her about what I was doing. She asked if I'd show her. I told her that if she played with her nipples enough, then rubbed herself, that a BIG FEELING happens and it is terrific. So, off came the clothes again. There I am playing with my nipples, then rubbing myself, and I got that feeling again. She tried, but it didn't seem to be working, so I helped with her nipples while she rubbed. Finally IT happened, but it took a long time. She wanted to do it again. Back to the nipples, then the rubbing. So after 2 times each, we decided to look at each other. I lay back and she asked me to point to the best feeling spot. I did, and she kind of pulled things, and said there was a tiny little red thing. She pulled back (what I now know is the hood), and said it was just a little red thing. While she held the lips apart, I rubbed it. She said it was getting stiffer, and kept asking me to stop so she could look at it. I didn't like stopping. The big feeling came again. I then knelt down to look at her equipment, and she rubbed it for herself. Her thing wasn't tiny, it was much larger than mine. I told her to stop so I could see it. She came. Okay this experience I could relate in detail forever. Suffice it to say that after that we did talk about what happened, but that began my masturbating. I believe I must have done this 3 times a day for years. When I began dating, I really wanted the boys to pay attention to my clitoris, but all they were interested in doing was shoving their penises into me. I loved their penises. But I was ultimately the one who had to rub my clit to get to an orgasm. One boy finally was really interested in my clitoris. He did lick it, and pull back the hood and suck on it, and I did come violently. The orgasm just made me want his penis inside. Once I had intercourse, and I was masturbating, I wanted something inside of me while I was playing with my clit. I tried all the veggies, no hairbrushes. Mary and I related stories (now 16) quite often. I told her about the veggies. She brought over her mother's dildo. After finally getting the notion out of my mind that it was in her mother, and that it was just a tool. I used that thing. I remember it was very very large and thick. I would put it inside of me, put on my underwear and walk around the house. It felt so good inside. Then when I was pretty horny, I'd lay on the bed and play with my nipples and pull the hood on the clit back, and gently rub my clit. I'd moisten my fingers and pull on it. Then I'd push and pull that dildo in and out and rub my clit to a wonderful orgasm. When Mary said she had to return it to her mother's room, I didn't know what to do. I'd had a week, but it had to go back. Reluctantly I returned it. I told Mary about how wonderful it was. We eventually got a magazine from her house, and had to get a money order to buy a couple of them. So, that's was the beginning of my masturbating.

I began masturbating at age 11. I did all the usual. Fingers, vibrators and dildos. Nothing odd really. I think I average a minimum of once a day. I was married for about a year, 21 years old. Housewife at home with 1 year old. She was at Mom's for the day. I was alone and hubby was at work. To get turned on, I began watching a movie, some porn we had. I do get turned on easily. I was on the floor in the livingroom, watching this guy ramming this girl from behind (my favorite position, lots of pressure and I can play with my clitoris too), and my legs were spread open, and I'm holding my breast up with one hand and sucking on my nipple. Then the other nipple. I pull on my nipples and twist them till they are erect. I have no choice but to let go of a nipple (darn it) to rub my clit. So I'm busy wishing I had 4 hands, and our little Lhasa Apso Buster comes strolling into the livingroom. Gee, an audience. It kind of turned me on more. So I'm watching the T.V., playing with a nipple, slowly stroking my clit. My eyes close. I went back to pulling and teasing my nipples and Buster comes between my legs and licks me. I got scared, really really scared. What if he bites me? But he just kept licking. Not my vagina, just my slit. He did it so slowly. When the tip of his tongue ended up the final feeling on my clit, the fear was somewhat subsiding. I was still afraid. He'd never bitten anyone, but who knows? I opened my legs wider and pulled my knees up, so that the labia was open and Buster could do it more. What if he stopped? I wanted to come quickly to get this over with because I felt like a weirdo, and was still afraid of being bitten. I looked at the T.V. and the guy in the movie was sucking on the girl's slit. That did it, HUGE orgasm. I pushed Buster away. I was kind of sickened by what happened but it was a terrific orgasm. I immediately went to the bathroom, to wash. Buster was walking and kind of humping as he walked. Poor thing I thought. So I'm washing, thinking about what just happened, and looking at myself in the mirror thinking I'm the weirdest person in the world. As I washed I rubbed my clit to orgasm again. After that I was terrified to let Buster sleep with us again. What if he tried to do that again and my husband saw him. After having sex with my husband, I noticed that Buster was walking weird again. He was a fluffy dog, long hair. I picked him up and his penis was hard. Poor thing. What had I done. A few weeks later, I couldn't hold it any more. I repeated what I had done before, and there was Buster again, licking my clit till I came. I thought I was the most depraved person in the world. After that I gave Buster to my girlfriend who wanted to mate her female Lhasa Apso. I love my husband, my sex life with him and alone. I masturbate and try to forget what happened. I think this was my way of finally writing it down to take the thoughts away.

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