I have been lucky enough to have had sex with a number of other girls in my life. One thing I’ve found is that we all seem to have a favorite way to masturbate. Some girls love plunging fingers inside themselves, or playing with their ass while rubbing or fingering their pussies. Others are water lovers. They enjoy lying down in the tub while the faucet runs, splashing their pussies into orgasms, or they enjoy standing in pools where the filter jet pushes the water along for filtration. Still others are humpers, choosing to hump a pillow or other soft item like a stuffed toy, or maybe their own hands and fingers.
My first question to you readers is this: What is your favorite method of getting yourself off?
My next question has to do with issues of time. How old were you (approximately) when you first discovered that touching yourself felt good “down there”? How old were you (approximately if you can’t recall exactly) when you had your first self-induced orgasm? What other circumstances accompanying that event might we be interested in hearing?
As the poser of these questions, I will, of course, go first. (And to my wife, Lisa, you are REQUIRED to answer this!! No, I’m not bullshitting! Everyone will LOVE your story!)
I love to masturbate in a variety of ways, including all the ones I mentioned above, depending on my mood, but to be honest there’s something special about humping things. I love to lie on my belly and rub myself against a pillow or a stuffed animal. (Yes, I still have stuffed animals. Pooh Bear LOVES my pussy, you see.) Sometimes my fingers join in to help massage my clit to orgasm; sometimes they don’t. I’ve had Lisa video me doing this to myself, and I must say she’s right when she says I have a lovely ass, especially when it’s going up and down like that and clenching as I press my pussy into Pooh’s face or my pillow while coming.
This love of humping may stem from my earliest masturbation efforts, which I had no idea had anything to do with sex at the time. Many of you know the story of my rocking horse, Shadow, that my parents got for me Christmas the year I turned four. I loved to ride Shadow, and the longer the ride was, the better it felt. My pussy, though immature, was still capable of being stimulated by constant rubbing, which is exactly what happened. All I knew was that it felt really good “down there” when I rode Shadow long enough. It may sound odd, but when I first heard the word masturbation, I did not equate it with what I’d done years before on my rocking horse. It wasn’t until later when I had time to think about what it was and what I’d done as a small child that I realized I’d been blissfully masturbating in front of my parents all during my early childhood.
I distinctly recall two things about this. First, I remember after one lovely ride going into the bathroom and pulling my shorts and panties down to look at what my mother had always called my “po-po.” I had figured out that the pleasurable feelings emanated from there. I touched myself where the good feelings seemed to be, and recall it felt very good indeed. I was puzzled as to why this one area of my body caused such nice feelings when I rode my horse or when I touched it as I had, especially since my mother had been very clear that I was NOT to touch myself there except to bathe it or wipe myself after using the bathroom. For this reason I knew better than to ask my parents anything about this mysterious feeling I got when riding Shadow for long periods of time. It got to where I would ride for the sole reason of getting those feelings. Much later, I figured out that I could use my fingers and stuffed animals to get those same feelings. I don’t know if I would be termed sexually precocious, but I definitely had a very active clitoris that grew to be easily stimulated.
Because I got started so early with masturbation, I also achieved my first orgasm at a very young age, perhaps 5, but certainly no later than 6. I may well have had small orgasms prior to the one I can recall distinctly and count as my first, but I don’t remember any of them. As I said, it just felt very good for a long time.
Then one day I was riding Shadow and it felt…different. I was pressing my little pussy against the “saddle” (the back that had a painted saddle on it) and the small plastic horn that stuck up from the “saddle,” and the urge to push harder was not to be denied. Suddenly, the area around my pussy (which I still called my po-po until I was 8 or 9), seemed to explode into this tingling sensation that spread throughout my mid-section. It was both scary and wonderful all at the same time. I wondered if I’d hurt myself in some way. Upon inspection, however, everything seemed to still be there and I wasn’t bleeding anywhere, so I decided I’d probably be okay. After some time went by, I think I decided to ride again to see if I could have the same feelings. The memories are a bit fuzzy from that long ago. Again, I was deathly afraid to approach my mother about it, and discussing anything involving my “po-po” with my father was out of the question entirely. In any case, I did continue riding and sometimes I’d come and sometimes I wouldn’t.
By the time I was around 8, I was an accomplished masturbator. My mother caught me doing it once and nearly skinned me alive. She made me swear never to do it again (yeah, right). I just made sure I would never get caught again. I’d gotten lazy about “security” and was busy humping my pillow or a soft toy when dear old mom walked in to see my naked butt riding away on that heavenly softness. She never caught me again, and it wasn’t until later that I realized she had to know I was still doing it, but she had started knocking on my door before entering after that. It’s funny how I never equated the two events — catching me and starting to knock first — until years later. I suppose she just didn’t want to have to deal with it if she caught me again.
I’ve read about childhood masturbation, and it appears I am not as rare a case as I used to think. Doctors believe they’ve witnessed children of both sexes on sonograms in the process of masturbating and perhaps even reaching a small climax while still in the womb, based on the shudder that follows such actions. Mothers have reported catching their toddlers happily masturbating away, and have even caught them in the throes of an orgasm, based on descriptions told to doctors. Most of these stories involve young girls. I’m sure boys have done this as well, but someone once told me that a little boy’s penis won’t remain hard for long. I have no experience with that, but it does seem that little girls are more capable of orgasms at such a young age.
Of course, like me, these children have zero concept of this being anything about sex. To them it just feels good. I can attest to that. When I was 4, 5, and 6, riding Shadow simply felt good “down there” where I was forbidden to touch, though the forbidding of doing so never seemed to stick in my case…and hopefully not in a lot of other cases I know must be out there still.
All I know is I would tell my daughter, “Go ahead, sweetie! Rub it to your heart’s content!”
So, how about you folks? This question is for both males and females, by the way!
Okay, Lisa (my wife), you’ve got 48 hours to enter your story! 🙂
I LOVE YOU!!!!!!! :*
But I’m tired of you always lurking and not participating!!!
Pooh Bear sounds like the luckiest bear ever 😉
I think I was in my tweens when I started, and definitely didn’t have the negative connotations you had from your parents, Cheryl. I like humping things too sometimes, especially my by stuffed bear. Mostly, though, I just love rubbing myself. I love rubbing through my panties, pushing the fabric slightly inside.
One thing I always wanted to know; do you refer to your bear by male or female pronouns? My bear has always been a ‘he’ and like I said, I love humping ‘him.’ Is that odd for a lesbian?
Also, if you’re saying we’ll enjoy Lisa’s story, I can’t wait to read it!
The first time I realised it felt nice ‘down there’ was when I was around 5 or 6. I used to sit in the bath and touch myself and it became an obsession. I had a little hand mirror and used to explore my pussy quite often. I even used my mirror to see where my pee came from. Of course there was no connection to sex at that age but the feelings were so nice and I had a friend who had discovered the same thing. We spent many hours playing together. It felt a little naughty and exciting at the same time comparing our pussies and daring to touch each other.
As I got older I found my favourite ways to masturbate but was always scared of the intense feelings inside me, so didn’t have a proper orgasm until I was 10 or 11.
My mother often saw me playing with myself and the only thing she said was never to do it in public. She never encouraged me but she never stopped me either. But I’m pretty sure she didn’t have the same feelings I had when I saw my own daughter doing it… but that’s another story…
These days I will mainly use my fingers both inside me and on my clit, and maybe a toy in my ass as well. Like Lily, I also enjoy rubbing myself through my panties.
You always manage to revive such wonderful memories, Cheryl, thank you 🙂
Thank you both for your private stories! I also love the feel of my panties when I push them against my clit.
I have some editing to do on my latest chapter, but after that my wife Lisa is going to get on and write about her experiences.
OK, OK! Sheesh! LOL!
OK, I’m not the writer my wife Cheryl is, but I will try to make this interesting. Who am I kidding? I’m gonna talk about me and my sister, Rachel. I could fuck it all up and you guys would still get off on it, right?
OK, now I can relax. Cheryl was looking over my shoulder and making me nervous. I love her but she can be so annoying like that sometimes. Anywho, she said to let everyone know that Rachel is my sister’s real name. She said she emailed some peeps about her a while back and used different names since Rach hadn’t given her permission to talk about her. See what I mean about being annoying? I mean, come on. It’s just a first name! So anal! I love it!!
OK. Here goes.
I don’t really remember the first time I found out how things felt “down there” as Cheryl puts it. But I do remember lying in my bed with my little sister in her bed and touching myself under the covers because it felt good and hoping she didn’t catch me doing it. I guess my favorite way is just to lay back and rub my clit. I know, not that interesting. Not like Cheryl and her horse or Pooh bear. (She STILL has that bear and loves fucking his nose by the way!! His eyes are like totally gone now. I told her she fucked him blind!) Anywho, all I knew was that touching myself there felt good. One night Rach and I were in the tub together and I looked over and she was rubbing her VAGINA with the washcloth (MY mom used the correct anatomy word for it, unlike some mom’s who seem to have a problem with anything to do with their pussies!) She was just sorta washing it, you know? But there wasn’t any soap on the cloth anymore so now she was just enjoying how it felt. Rach is about fifteen months younger than me and I guess we were about 8 and 9 then. I think I said something like, “Feels good?” or something like that. She sorta looked at me and I guess she was embarrassed cuz she stopped all of a sudden like she’d been caught being naughty. I don’t think anything happened in the bathtub after that but I do know I decided I didn’t want to have to worry about Rach catching me touching myself anymore so I brought it up later. Maybe it was that same night when we went to bed, I don’t remember exactly, but I do know I mentioned what she was doing and that I knew it felt good cuz sometimes I did it when I was in bed at night. Then she told me she did it sometimes too. We sorta compared notes I guess and we ended up getting down there and watching what the other one did. That’s how we figured out there was one small spot that felt extra nice on girls. I had always thought I was somehow different from the rest of the world of girls and I had this spot that felt good, but when I saw Rach touching the same spot alot, I asked if it felt better when she touched her vagina at the top like that and she said it did, so I realized that there must be something there that just made it better for all girls. We went from doing that to touching each other’s pussy. That took a while to get to doing that, and soon we were humping each other after that. This led to even more as we began to do some online research in the earlier days of the internet. We were always real careful to delete the history cuz we were looking at some things our folks would not like at all. This led to licking each other, which we thought was disgusting at first when we saw it but then we figured the women were really liking doing it and having it done so we figured why not and tried it. The weird thing about that is that we both would lick our fingers clean after rubbing ourselves and would lick our fingers to make it smoother to rub and stuff so we were already eating our own stuff. For some reason we thought it was different about licking another girl there. Anywho, we loved it when we finally tried it. As I grew up I realized that little girls still turned me on and I wonder how much doing that stuff with Rach had to do with that. I think she was 10 the first time I licked her pussy. Rachel’s married now and has two kids, a boy and a girl. We still get together when she’s in town though. She’s coming home for Thanksgiving and we have a “girls night” planned. She’s the only girl I will let Cheryl have sex with, and our 3-somes are really hot!!!
That’s it. I hope you liked it.
Lisa Taylor Taggert (My real name, Lisa Taylor, is so common I don’t worry about peeps finding me. Cheryl’s real last name is not common at all, so it feels kinda weird putting Taggert, when that’s not my real name either. My real last name now that we’re married is…
…HAHA! Got you, Cheryl!! 🙂 I LOOOOVVVEEE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
that is so hot, glad you shared.
Ha…Ha… Yes, you did, my love! Well, sort of. I know you aren’t stupid! On the other hand, it’s “LIE back” not “LAY back.” 🙂
I LOVE YOU MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😉
My sexual ways have always been there…the first real thing i can recall is being 3 to 5 (?). I used to lay on my belly, hands on my crotch and softly hump, i had no real idea about the point then, but i did it because it felt really good. Around the same rough time I was baby sat by a local girl, I somehow wound up finding a pair of her panties and my life changed. To my parents dismay i became obsessed with girly things..dresses, tea parties,stealing tampons. During that time i had a paint brush that i used to experiment with putting in my ass, it was a million times better than anything…after a while of that i told everyone i was a girl. I think it was about a four months later that my dad got me a bb gun, threw out the “girl stuff” and told me to “man up”.
It worked for a while until I started experimenting with “being a woman” again around the age of 17…I’m in my 20’s now and am very glad for my drive to be feminine…there is just a special magic about it all i can’t describe.
At age 7 or so it felt nice to slide down banisters or lay on the arm of the couch, in the tub I would let the washcloth drip down on my little pussy it felt neat.
at age 9 or so my friend and I would take turns laying on top of each other and kiss, just pressing our lips together,and all our clothes on but we would move so our “privates” would rub against the others thigh.
One day I just thought maybe I could get that neat feeling by myself, and in my room I pulled down my pants and panties and moved my hand around down there and got some nice feelings and I would work on that off and on, till I got caught one day by my mom,who yelled at me and that I was a bad dirty girl on my way to hell for making Jesus cry.
I tried to stop but that feeling kept calling me back and I just made sure never to get caught again.
At age 10 I was camping out in the back yard at my friends over night. and very late at night,we unzipped our sleeping bags to kiss and we ended up getting naked and showing each other how we played with our selves. She showed me her way which I tried and I had my 1st for real orgasm.
I prefer to mostly stimulate my clit, with a finger up my vagina near the end,and sometimes touching my anus.
I am a humper, at age 8 or so I would lay on top of my hands or a stuffed bear, or a pillow and rub around and enjoy the pleasant feelings I got. I had a picture of my older cousin in a bikini and loved to look at it while I pretended I was rubbing on top of her.
I would often just go to my room and pull down my clothes lay on top of my hands and wiggle around till I came, at age 9 I was having real cums doing this.
Now a days I do it all kinds of ways but on my tummy, hands underneath still gets me off every time.
wow you were right Lisa, loved you’re telling us about you and your sister, and yes it was very hot no matter how you told it and thanks for sharing. In fact thinking about the 3 of you together at Thanksgiving, and you and your sis giving details about your girlhood fun times has me very wet. thanks.
i meant you and your sis giving girlhood details to Cheryl while you guys have fun is what is getting us wet. happy holidays
Mmm, Cheryl, Lisa…I wish my Thanksgiving could be as fun as yours. I’d definitely have a lot more to be thankful for 😉
Paths are similar yet not the same… I’m a trans woman. But when younger, around say 6-7, I discovered masturbation. But I did it in a different way.. On my stomache, both hands fisted pressing in/inverting what little was down there, with some rolling and stimulation inside by squeezing legs/thighs together and back. I orgasmed early in life from this.. And this was my main way of masturbation. Unfortunately, I grew further as I got older.. And the inner sensitive parts weren’t as reachable so that method stopped working well. And I actually grew up later sexually continuing in an “unfulfilling” male way. This has ties to my transgender side.. A “proof” if you will of what I should have been which I’m finally correcting later in life. The other similarity, Cheryl… Is I had my own “first partner” that helped at times.. My own bear also named “Pooh” 🙂 Still have him too actually 🙂 Not so helpful right now.. But great memories 🙂 Have a great Thanksgiving!
My path was the same as Cheryl. i cannot remember not masturbating. I had my first orgasm humping my pillow edgewise when i was five. i remember being destroyed with pleasure. i worked like hell for the next one. for some reason it was hard to duplicate. i worked hard to have another wonderful feeling. but i finally succeeded i was focused and determined and quickly learned how to orgasm quicker and quicker. I soon added fingers and i was literally off to the races. i was greedy with my jilling off. i can remember by 1st grade i was a pro and jilling off multiple times every day. i never stopped. i relish masturbating with my wife as she masturbates or just taking turns masturbating for each other before we move onto making love.
Thank you all for sharing! I am so pleased this has gotten such attention! Keep the stories “coming.”
What a great idea for a thread, Cheryl! Admit it, though: you did this as a pretext to get Lisa to tell the story of how she and her sister first became intimate.
Not that I blame you. Lisa, I’ve been wanting to hear that particular tale for ages, but am too much of a gentleman to ask you myself. So thanks very much for sharing with us… I loved it!!
By the way, it doesn’t matter a bit that you aren’t a professional writer — your prose glows with the essence of a lived life — of the truth. (When writing stories like “Susie’s Diary” or “Welcome Home, Sweetheart,” I work my ass off to get that feeling into the words.) I could practically see you and Rachel learning together about the delights of girl/girl love… and the sight was sweet indeed.
So when’s the movie version coming out? My thumb’s already up!
Some of you already know that my childhood was difficult in some ways, at least in being allowed to accept and enjoy myself as a sexual person. My parents were (and are) deeply religious and very strict. You know the drill, sex is dirty, etc. But when a young child is told by her mother that she is bad for touching herself, she believes it — or I did at any rate, and I tried very hard not to do it.
Taking baths was nice, though. I could tell myself I was washing, simply getting clean, and could I help it if it felt good too? I never had an orgasm then, or even got very close, not until my early teens. By that age, with my hormones going wild, I simply couldn’t resist. I had to touch myself, and so I did. That was also around the time I started having lots of fantasies about girls and women, kissing them and so on. I enjoyed my first orgasm one night when I was 13. That I will never forget.
Once I got started, of course, there was no turning back. I managed to successfully hide my frequent masturbation sessions from my parents, although it wasn’t always easy being quiet. I tend to be pretty loud when I climax. My preferred method, then as now, was fingers in my clit and/or inside my vagina. I’ve tried vibrators and dildos, but never cared much for them. For me, the touch of my fingers is definitely the best.
I also want to add how HOT it was to finally hear the story of Lisa and Rachel. Omigod, I’ve been waiting for what seems like the longest time to learn more about that! Thank you, dear Lisa, for giving me another very nice image to focus on as I play with myself. Speaking of which, I think I need to get off now…
Oh, wow! Thank you both! It’s so cool to read nice stuff about what I wrote. I am so glad you like how I write, JetBoy and I am so happy I made you both horny! That is like so cool! I will still leave the real writing to Cher but it was so neat to read that! 🙂 🙂
Sorry Kim! I meant to thank you for your comment too. That was so nice of you! Also, I just tried to edit my last post cuz Cheryl doesn’t really like to be called Cher by anyone but me, so please don’t start calling her that, it sort of slipped in there. I like to shorten names like I call my sister Rachel Rach and stuff like that. So it’s just me, ok? Later!
OK Lis ; )
Wow, this is like eavesdropping on a girls slumber party!
And … why do you think they share these confidences here? Because it’s just like being at…. Da! Daaaah!
Wow! Love the forum topic. I was also a young starter. I, like apparently many other girls, was a bumper. I remember that my nap and bed times were my masturbation times. I did it every day and night! I would wad up my blankets and humo and rock and sway my crotch on them, absolutely loving how good it made my “cootchie” feel! I was cumming for sure by the time I was 6 years old I loved the tingling and throbbing feeling just before I would orgasm and actually became good at getting to that point several times before I couldn’t take it anymore and would have to cum.
I eventually got up the nerve to actually put my hand down inside my panties and touch and rub my cootchie directly when I was about 8. My orgasms came much faster and harder! I liked the smell of my fingers afterward but would wash my hands before anyone else would smell them and know what I had been doing.
I distinctly remember one Saturday when I was 9, staying in my room and masturbating nearly all day. I must have made myself cum a dozen times or more!
That’s so sexy Kath
Lisa, you write very well and it would be nice if you contribute to Cheryl’s stories.
Cheryl, is the cat out of the bag and will you talk about Thanksgiving weekend soon? Or will your sister-in-law threaten you with a fate worse than death (Lisa cutting you off and taking the teddy bear away) if you write anything about it?
For me it began when i was 6. First with humping things and then my first orgasm. After that I moved to my fingers and also found I had much stronger orgasms. By the time I was 8 it was a daily occurrence usually after going to bed but I remember doing it often after school. My mother caught me around the time of my 9th birthday. She excused herself, closed my bedroom door and left me. I vowed never to do it again but we all know that lasted till that night and I was busy rubbing myself again. My favorite style back then is similar as I do today. Rub myself all around and then move to my clit. I would then finger it while using my other hand on my vulva and ass. I almost always had and have an intense orgasm. After being caught the first time my aunt told me my mother confided in her that I was masturbating. She told me how natural it was and to not feel ashamed. I had never considered the fact that she and my mother also masturbated or that everyone did. After that I was completely hooked and was caught countless times while making myself feel so wonderful. Hope to see more from others about their first time.
I honestly don’t know when I first began masturbating. I do know that it was at a very young age,probably in the bath tub at around the age of 6 or so. I remember watching the door in case my mom was watching. I am pretty sure she had seen me because was always making up excuses to look in on me. After my bath I liked to watch as I played with my pee-pee. I would sit naked in front the mirror on my closet door. It was in front of this mirror that I experienced my first orgasm. I still love to masturbate while watching my lover and her sister 69.
My earliest memory of ‘discovering’ myself was 8. I’d have my feet on the top lip of the bath tub and my pelvis would thrust eagerly upward as close to the water tap as I could get to where it was pouring down. After that it was hairbrushes and hampers and it still is today 😉
Hampers? That’s a new one for me, oliviasmom. Can you say more about it?
What is it about pooh bears? One of my ex’s had a large size pooh and she used to drive me crazy by riding ‘pony’ on its face while I would be trying to watch TV.
Sounds like great entertainment.
Borrowing used panties for inspiration during the act, Naughty Mommy. 😉
Ah, yes, oliviasmom, I get that now. When I first read your comment above, though, the only thing I could think of was that you rubbed yourself against the hampers or something — which I’ll admit does create a nice visual — but not long after I posted my question it occurred to me that it was probably what was in the hampers that did it for you, hee-hee.
For a moment, I was worried I was alone in doing that! Oh yes, the contents are a treasure trove. 😉
I always thought I was the only girl that discovered masturbation so young! I felt ashamed because the few times I was caught by my mom she made me feel so bad! She made me promise never to do it! I tried, but the longest I went, I was 9 or 10 and made it nine days….don’t ask me why remember that!
The first time I remember I was 5. I used to get on my knees, put my teddy bear or pillow between my legs, and grind against it. I was definitely cumming from as early as I can remember. I remember getting that lovely feeling, having it build up, not wanting it to stop, not ABLE to stop, until the warm, tingly, exploding feelings just completely overwhelmed me. I was doing that almost every night.
Just a question….does anyone here use Second Life?
I do.
Kelliebelle, I always thought I was the only one too! We should form some sort of sisterhood! I’m not sure what you mean by “Second Life.”
“Second Life”, Cheryl, if you have all not already googled this, is a virtual reality world which has been in use by millions (it claims) of users since it was founded in 2003 by a company called Linden Labs.
You can, it seems be anyone you want to be and do anything you want to do (really? I think we might not be successful.)
Tell us all about it, Kelliebelle.
Lovely thread, wonderful experiences! I read accounts involving similar techniques when I was a girl: sliding down the stair bannister, rubbing my nushie on teddy bear’s nose and scooting down to the bath faucet and letting the warm water give me a tingle…
My earliest memories probably go back to when I as 6 or 7. Once I had my first orgasm (probably around 9 or so) and realized that I hadn’t hurt myself, I found it hard to stop. I also got a little kinky and would replicate having my temperature taken rectally, by pushing a Vaseline-greased pencil (eraser end first) into my anus. That would increase my tingles.
But I most remember not wanting to stop and a few times doing it for what seemed like hours. One day, my mom went looking for me and caught me in the act. She was pleasant about it. We had the “talk” and discussed privacy. I’m sure she was a bit shocked that I had started so young. But she didn’t judge me.
Second Life is a virtual world. It’s like a huge chat room, but with the ability to see people as they like to imagine themselves (using avatars.) So, for me it’s about making friends, chatting, roleplaying and fantasizing. It’s such an amazing place. And if you know where to look and if you have the right friends, pretty much nothing is off limits. I’ve been using it for a about 2 years now. It so much fun! Thanks!
kellie
As a guy, I’ll leave my details out. But I love reading about girls first sexperiences, I. Particular masturbation. Thanks to Lisa for sharing your intimate and hot story. I loved getting to know you more, and envy your situation with Cheryl and now of course Rachel. I loved the other stories too. – I think it’s time for a little “break”…
I had my first orgasm at age 9 at a hotel in Switzerland. In the indoor swimming pool area, they had one of those “wobbly band massagers” that you used to see a lot 30 years ago. I massaged my thighs and butt and out of a whim I turned around and let it massage my front as well. Happiest feelings… later I enjoyed the rather strong water jets inside the swimming pool.
Nowadays I use my hands exclusively, rubbing my clit while penetrating vagina and/or butt with my other hand. I dislike dildos, vibrators and stuff like that. They somehow make it feel artificial to me. I sometimes really wish I could lick myself though…
I know what you mean Bianca, I wish I was flexible enough.
If you can’t lick yourself, girls, like someone else!
i seem to remember starting to play with myself at about 5, but I really remember having my first cum at 6. it was truly awesome. I was then hooked I did it lots of times a day. mummy caught me a few times but did not seem to mind, later in life she said that I was just like her. I had a friend when I was about 8 and remained friends for a long time and we used to play with each other’s pussies all the time we licked and put things into us, it was a wonderful time. we lost touch when she was 15. I missed her badly.
Thanks for this post, Julie, about your experiences. You’ve just confirmed something I needed to know for a story I’m writing with a friend.
Also, my apologies to all our readers for being so excited by my little joke in the entry above Julie’s that I wrote, and left, “like someone else” when I meant to write “lick someone else”, but then, all you naughty girls knew that anyway, didn’t you?
When I was 5 or 6 when I started humping things, but I don’t really remember it. My mother told me that I did that, in front of my first girlfriend, oh god was that embarrassing. The first time I remember masturbating is similar to Lisa’s with her sister. When I was 10 and my sister was 17 she would play dress up with me. After several hours of changing clothes one day (all I wore was panties under the dresses). I was taking off a dress and just standing there in white panties and my budding breast exposed. I noticed my sister was touching her crotch. When I asked her what she was doing. She turned red and told me she was masturbating (apparently she was turned on by seeing me practically naked off and on all day). So of course whatever my sister did I wanted to do too :D. So my sister had me take off my panties exposing my 10yr old plump vagina and she took off her panties and bra too (she had nice c cup breasts). She showed me how to pull open my lips and where my clit is. Then she showed me how to rub it, at first I didn’t get it so she showed me how to by rubbing my clit oh god did that feel good. Then she told me to slide my finger inside my pussy not very far just until I felt some resistance and then not to push any harder (on a side note, my sister did take my virginity when I was almost 12 before she left for college). she then told me to move it in and out while she rubbed my clit for me. She was rubbing her own clit with her other hand, I didn’t know then why but this really turned me on watching her and I had my first orgasm. I was hooked from then on lol. After that we would masturbate together regularly. Then she asked if I wanted her to masturbate me and me masturbate her. I remembered how good it felt the first time when she rubbed me, so I said sure. OMG that was one of the most intense orgasms I had had up to that point. Fingering my sister and rubbing her clit while she did the same for me. Again after that I was hooked. I love her so much and I couldn’t get enough of her. She told me it was okay because we loved each other and people who love each other showed their love in intimate ways. It never really bothered me because I already felt that way and still do. She also taught me cunnilingus, analingus, tribbing (pony pony :P), face sitting (pony :P) etc. We had an incestuous relationship until she left for college. We are still close even though she lives 2000 miles away now. We still talk and sometimes have phone sex. Occasionally when we actually get together we still have sex, but that’s few and far between. I love her so much and miss her terribly. On that same note I also recently started having phone sex with my niece, her daughter. Who told me btw that my sister, her mother taught her how to masturbate. She hasn’t ever told me if they have an incestuous relationship but I think they do. Since me and my niece sometimes masturbate together over the phone (but that’s another story all together). Before you ask yes my niece is over 18 but barely lol. I do have to say if my niece didn’t live so faraway…. well you can imagine what id be doing with my niece 😀 . All the women Ive been with since have benefited from what my sister taught me lol. Oh and my favorite way to masturbate is fingers in my pussy, pressing up against my gspot and rubbing my clit, doing this I can squirt (if im turned on enough) and I love squirting on my lovers face :D.
Please excuse my misspellings, lack of proper punctuation and all together lousy writing. I never got anything more then C’s in English so I am not a very good writer. thank god for spell checker lol.
I loved hearing your story and wish I had a sister growing up to teach me or even for me to teach. Truth be told I just masturbated to your story ;). Very hot thanks for sharing. Don’t worry about your grammer here their are a few here it bugs but they can just get over it. Kisses and licks MDL
Very hot story, thanks so much for sharing. 🙂
Sappho69, you need not apologize for anything. I wish I had a sister!! Lisa knows I am so jealous of her! Now, I’m jealous of you, too! But don’t worry; that’s a good thing!
Hugs,
Cheryl
Hi, Sappho, I agree with Cheryl, you’ve no need to apologise.
You are a great, new enthusiastic member of this little community and we have all loved your comments on the stories you’ve been reading.
I hope you stay here for a long time and make lots of friends.
Thank you Cheryl and Poppabear.
For the longest time I felt alone and isolated in my fantasy desires. Then I found Juicy Secrets and OMG, I’m home. A group of people who share my desires and I can be completely open about with. How lucky can a girl get <3
xoxoxoxoxoxo to all my new friends