Showing posts with label Orgasm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Orgasm. Show all posts

At My Fingertips

Thursday, July 1, 2010 at 22:38 | Posted by Caty
         I fell in love with those magazines. Full of beautiful color photos of beautiful people doing beautiful things.

          I used to masturbate several times a day looking at them. In the morning before I got off of bed, in the afternoon as soon as I got home from school and before sleeping. In fact whenever I was home alone I would masturbate looking at those beautiful photos.

          In the weekends when my parents would go visit my grandparents in the country I would tell them that I have a lot to study so I would stay home alone the whole weekend. As soon as they left I would go to the backyard, get my treasure box and bring it to my bedroom. Then I would select some of the magazines, open them in the pages with the best photos and put them around the bed so that wherever I looked I would see couples fucking in those beautiful positions and then masturbate for hours, stopping only to eat and sleep.

         One day I was laying on my back with my legs spread wide open, my knees bent a little, forming an M. I started teasing my pussy by flicking my finger on my lips. And then from time to time I would slip the tip of my middle finger between the lips, teasing the opening of my vagina. On each time the finger would go just a little deeper to give me a new sensation. It was a new kind of exploration: Rubbing my lips. Finger slips through the lips, touching the entrance. Feels good. Keep rubbing the lips. Let finger tip slip in again. Hmmm…. Good. Keep rubbing lips. Fingertip slips in again. This time a little deeper. Mmmmm…. Even better. I want more. I keep rubbing. Let’s see if it gets better if I slip a little deeper. Oh yes. It IS better!

         I figured that as I already determined that I have no hymen, I guess there’s no point in avoiding being penetrated as there’s already no proof that I am a virgin. So I suppose it is safe to insert my finger.

         But I don’t want to go all the way at once. I want to enjoy the exploration. I slip my fingertip in again, just a little deeper to give me a new sensation. Oh, this is sooo good! I want more! I let it slip in just a little deeper. Yes… this feels great! I try wriggling my finger inside. Mmmmm…. New sensations. I can’t resist anymore. I insert my finger slowly, wriggling it all the way in. It feels sooo good to be touched where I’ve never been touched before. I feel the finger going in, tight, hot, wet. The sensation is so good, so erotic. I wriggle my finger around. Mmmm… so good! I start pulling my finger out. Slowly. Enjoying the sensation of my finger slipping out. When the finger come completely out I feel my pussy closing and it gives me a small spasm. I take the finger up and smell it. Mmmmm it smells so good and it makes me hornier. I taste it. It is so good that I can’t resist and suck on my finger like on a sweet candy. I take my hand down again and rub my clit and my lips again. And then I start inserting my finger in again. The first contact of the finger tip to the entrance also causes me a small spasm. My pussy wants it again. I start pushing my finger in. Enjoying the sensation caused by every single millimeter  that goes in. When my finger is completely inside I stop and let it stay there. Unmoving. Just enjoying the sensation of having something inside my vagina. It feels so good. After looking at those porn magazines for a long time and wondering how does it feel, I finally am having a glimpse of the sensations that I will feel when a man penetrates me.

         After some time I start wriggling my finger. It feels so good that my hips involuntarily start moving in circles, amplifying the feeling even more. Then I start moving my finger out and when it’s almost completely out I push it in again, slowly. Oh this feels so good! I repeat it a few times and then my body wants it faster. I start moving my finger in and out faster. My body wants more pleasure and makes my hips move again. This time up and down. Moving up when my finger is going down and moving down when my finger is going up. I just can’t control my body anymore. It’s doing whatever it takes to get more pleasure. My hips move faster, my hand moves faster. I can’t stop it anymore. And I don’t want to. I can feel the orgasm building. And it comes faster than I thought. And then… My muscles all go tense. I throw my head back and hold my breath. I can feel shivers and my skin full of goose bumps. My finger starts to wriggle and my hips move in circles. It is so strong and so long that I think I will pass out from holding my breath for so long. Finally my muscles relax enough to let me breathe. My heart is pumping hard and my breathing is so heavy that I moan quite loud: “Ahnnn Ahnnnn Ahhnnn…” in rhythm with my breathing.

         The sensations are so intense that I feel dizzy. 
         But I want more...


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My First Orgasm

Sunday, June 27, 2010 at 00:07 | Posted by Caty
One day I found a new magazine in my father's wardrobe. This one was different. For the first time I saw the girls showing pussy. And this magazine made me even more excited as it showed the girls spreading their legs, spreading their pussies and masturbating, as I have been doing myself. I found out that I wasn't the only one doing this. And from the expression on their faces I also concluded that I wasn't the only one having pleasure doing it and I wasn't the only one who thought it should be done hidden. That relaxed and excited me at the same time.
  And those new poses were much more exciting. Until then the magazines that I had seen had only girls in shy poses, covering their pussies with their hand, most even covering their breasts. The new magazines had girls spreading their legs and spreading their pussy lips, as if they were offering their pussies and their breasts. Even though I still didn't know what it was all about and I didn't know anything about sex, those poses and the way the girls posed, offering their pussies, made me much more excited.
  And this increased excitement led me to my biggest discovery.


  One afternoon I was in bed looking at one of those magazines. One particular photo caught my attention. It was a very pretty blonde with very nice breasts, laying down on a bed, spreading her legs, with her knees a little flexed, her left hand fingers spreading her pussy lips and the middle finger of her right hand on her clit (of course, in that period I didn't know it was called "clit". I used to call it "the little button") and an expression of pure pleasure on her face. I put myself in the same position and spread my pussy lips as she was doing and started to rub my little button. At one point, the pleasant sensation started increasing, making me want to spread my legs even more. All that rubbing was starting to hurt my little button so I licked my fingers to lubricate them and concentrated my rubbing on the hood and the area around, not on the button itself because it is too sensitive. The pleasure was still increasing. My fingers started moving faster, in circular movements around the little button. And then... I felt like a force was taking charge of my body muscles. All my muscles contracted making me put my feet back on the bed and raise my pelvis up in the air. My right hand fingers were like pressing a release button. I  I held the air in my lungs and stopped breathing and threw my head back, my mouth open like in a silent scream, I felt heat covering my face, I was probably blushing and yet my body was shivering like it was cold. All the hairs in my body and head stood up in shivers and goose bumps. I stayed like that, unmovable, for a few seconds but it felt like a few minutes. My vision turned dark. I thought I was passing out. Then all my muscles relaxed and my body slumped back on the bed. My breathing came back and I started to moan. My body was shivering and spasming and my legs felt powerless like jelly.


I just had my first orgasm.


  Of course, in that time I had no idea what just happened.  First I panicked thinking that my fears had come true: I had hurt myself doing it, I got a disease! Then I thought that if it was a disease, it couldn't feel THAT good. Then I thought that if I'm sick and I'm feeling good then the sickness may not be physical, it is mental! I imagined myself being taken to the hospital. Then to a mental institution.
I had all these thoughts in just a fraction of a second. Or maybe it was all at the same time. I tried to calm down and think this over. And I thought that it was probably a freak accident and it may not happen again. Then after long deliberation I thought that there is only one way to find out. I was anxious and worried. Wishing to feel that intense pleasure and frightened that it may happen again. I continued flipping through the magazine. Other girls spreading their legs and touching their pussies, some spreading their pussy lips like offering their pussies for men to penetrate, with that expression of pleasure on their faces. If they do it and show it in magazines then it can't be a disease. I started getting excited again and started rubbing my pussy. I went back to that photo of the blonde girl spreading her legs and masturbating. I put myself in position again. After a few minutes that sensation came back and started growing. It was coming. I was afraid but wanted it at the same time. It was getting closer. It was too pleasant to stop. I wanted it. And it finally came. My muscles contracted, my head thrown back, my mouth open, shivers, spasms, goose bumps, heavy breathing and moaning. Nooo, this can't be sickness. This can't be a disease. It is so pleasant that it can only be good. Yes, it has to be something good. But then why do we have to keep it secret? I don't know. But I want more.

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