Friday 27 November 2009

I'm a wanker

I suppose that makes me sound like a man, but I don't see why I should be prevented from using a perfectly acceptable 4-letter word just because I haven't got the right bits!

I have always loved playing with myself. I can remember being aged about 8, and giving my vag an exploratory squeeze every now and then, just for that curious jolt of pleasure which came every time I touched a certain part: only from the outside, at that time - I don't think my finger ever ventured inside.

I was 13 when I had my first orgasm. I was rubbing myself through my nightie, when suddenly that pleasant tingling sensation became more and more intense and my finger moved ever faster until - well, until I came. It's a long time ago now, and I can't honestly remember if I was surprised or if I already knew about orgasms in theory. Anyway after that there was no stopping me, though I think it was still a while before I actually delved inside my nightie to the damp treasures within.

My hormones really started kicking when I was 14. It's normally teenage boys who are considered to be perpetually horny, but I had a permanent itch. I wanked in the school toilets, in the living room before my parents came home, and over and over again in my bedroom - no matter how often I did it, I always craved more. Of course, what I really needed was a good hard fuck, but I was still a virgin and had never tried shoving a finger up my vag - although I was in direct touch with my clitoris by then.

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