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*Touching Myself*
What can I say about masturbation? There are so many good things about it ;)
I discovered that spot by accident. A friend and myself used to go and play by this school, it had a very long set of stairs and railings as well. We used to slide down the railings and well of course, one day sliding down that long pole. I hit that certain spot and I kind of felt very tingly down there. :) I remember really liking that feeling. Sliding down poles became the thing to do after school.
Shortly after discovering the pole, I discovered the water spout in the tub(hmmm, maybe that is why I love the water so much) I discovered the water spout by accident as well. I was lying in the tub with the water running and it ran on that special spot which surprised me at first, it felt very intense. I then noticed when I kept the water there for awhile I got that tingly feeling but it was multiplied by a 1000 times. I didn't know what that feeling was but I loved it. It was my little secret and I didn't share it with anyone. All that I know is that my family did not have to tell me to take a bath anymore. They must have been so proud that I was so clean and that I wanted to take a bath every night without them telling me to. LOL. Shower head massagers were amazing too because then I could make the stream softer or harder. I then figured out the right pressure from the stream so that the water could hit my clit. I loved it!
Puberty totally kicked in, so I had about a year under my belt of discovering and playing with that special spot. It was also the beginning of the evil training bra, my cycle and no more wrestling with the boys, it ended a few things that I could not get away with anymore. It was around that time that I found a hustler magazine (which I still read), yes I was bad and digging through my stepfather's things. I saw these pictures of blonde women and their red lips sucking big cocks. It made me very tingly down there. I took the magazine to my bedroom, looked at the pics and then put my hand down there. I kept playing with my clit until I made myself cum. I said goodbye to my waterspout and shower head massager friends but would pay them, a visit every now and again. I didn't want to burn any bridges. I also hid that magazine way in the back of my closet for future reference. LOL.
I met an angelic looking blonde haired, blue-eyed girl that changed my life, not only by helping me become more girly but when we shared secrets, she told me that she loved looking at her brothers magazines and playing with herself too. Everyday! like I did! I didn't feel alone anymore :) I used to spend Friday nights at her house and we shared the same bed. One night, I woke up in the middle of the night to my nipple being sucked and licked. It felt sooo good. It was my friend. I let her do it and tried to pretend that I was sleeping but when she put her hand down between my legs it was very hot and wet there. She played with me on the outside of my panties and sucked and licked on my nipple very softly until I exploded and when I did it was a whole different type of a feeling. It was really hot, it was dark in the room except for the street light shining in and listening to the wet sounds of her mouth, the squishy sound of my underwear against my wetness and our heavy breathing, still turns me on thinking about it. I remember her touch being so soft and careful. She taught me how to touch her over her panties, under her panties and we discovered how to lick and suck on each other's nipples and a few other places. She was pretty advanced for that age. I would have never initiated anything with her. I spent every friday there for a long time, she taught me the basics of playing with a woman. We were inseperable. The 2 wonderful years of friendship and sleep overs were great but she and her family had to move away.
I was a complete chronic masturbator and now my Friday nights were over. LOL. I didn't know what I was going to do. She had been gone for only a week and nothing could take away that ache in between my legs. I tried masturbating a few times a day but it did not work. I was already hooked on having someone's hands and hot mouth on me. It was torture. I have no idea how I stayed a virgin until I was 17. LOL.
I met my puppy love when I was 15, we dated on and off through H.S. and we did everything but penetration from like 15 to 17. Poor kid, I always had his hand down my pants or his face buried in between my legs, getting me off. The first time that I pushed his head down below, he had no clue what to do but thanks to my Friday night sleepovers. I taught him what to do, he loved it and became quite the little expert.
He was the first person that I gave a blow job to, My gay friend coached me on how to suck a cock. I remember New Order's "Bizarre Love Triangle" playing on the radio when I put that gorgeous cock into my mouth for the first time, I had so many tingles and feelings down there that by the time that I was done I was so wet that I soaked through my panties and my blue jeans. I was completely soaked because I came while sucking him off. I discovered at that moment my love for sucking cock but that is another blog. LOL.
Anyway...
I believe that masturbation is important. It helps you explore and discover your body. You can tell someone what and how you like something done. I believe that it makes you sexually confident, it relieves stress and it feels soooo good. So good that I still do it every morning, everyone should start their day with a good cum. Now that I am older I either use a vibrator or my hand. I haven't used the water spout in a long while. I think that I will go retro this morning =) I am going to hop into the shower in a few minutes, soap myself up to get myself ready, get the bathroom all steamy, let the water run out of the spout and give myself a good one.
Happy Sunday!!! I will not be available today, it is a sunny, beautiful day and I am taking the hounds out for a nice long walk and meeting a close friend for lunch. XOXO
P.S maybe I will run out and buy myself a new shower head with a hand held attachment. lol.
 
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