I enjoy sleepy sex. I have always liked to pretend to be unconscious, e.g. pretending to faint or being knocked out. I get very aroused going limp and having someone pick me up and carry me. It started when I was very young, about seven, and my brother would "knock" me out (a very weak blow to the head) and then carry me. We would play these games when alone, and they continued into our teens. We both got aroused but would never do anything inappropriate. However, one night we went over the line. I was 15, and he was two years older. A warm summer night, he was watching TV in the living room and I was in the back of the house reading and watching some tv in my room. We were home alone, and I began to fantasize about being knocked out and carried away and becoming very aroused. I considered masturbating,but decided to see if he wanted to "play" and act out this fantasy. I was wearing a very short summer dress (he always said I had the best legs of any girl in town} and went out to the living room and sat right in front of him so he could not see the TV. He could see I was in a "playful" mood, and I refused to move. I kept saying "make me" when he said get out of the way. He put his hands around my neck and pretended to choke me, and of course this was my cue to go limp in his arms. He let me lie there for a minute or so and continued to watch TV. My body was across his lap, and when I felt he was getting an erection I knew he was getting turned on and it increased my state of arousal. My dress had hiked up exposing my underwear and he slowly touched my thigh and moved his hand up and down my leg. He then gently picked up my limp body and carried me down the hall to my bedroom. He gently placed me on the bed, and I let my legs fall apart as he let go. At this point I wanted him to touch me, and I think he had to know it. He slipped his hand under my panties and began masturbating me. Then he leaned over and gently kissed me, and I tried to remain "out" but it became impossible--I responded. We ended up sleeping together that night, and I still get wet just thinking about it these many years later.
About a year ago, when I was 17, I lost my virginity to my boyfriend. I had been feeling the need to experience sex for a while and almost made the mistake of doing it with someone who did not care about me. I'm glad I waited. However, like many girls, my first wasn't that pleasant. or my second time, or third or fourth or firth or sixt, etc. Every time we had sex it hurt. It extremely hurt. For a while I felt that since I started having sex with my boyfreind I couldn't just take it away from him so I continued on like this for a couple months. Sometimes i'd cry after sex. I tried to hide it from my boyfriend but on New Years Eve we went out and partied, drank, and tried to have sex. I couldn't take it anymore and started crying a lot, right in the middle of sex. It shocked my boyfriend. He calmed me down, let me sleep, and the next day we had a serious talk. We continued to try to have sex but only when I felt comfortable, and slowly. One night we spent the night together (I know it's a cliche but it was on prom night) and for once had sex with minimal discomfort. I still have many problems with certain sexual positions but because I waited for the right man who cares about me, we were able to experiment with what I was comfortable with instead of forcing sex on me. A couple months after that I experienced my first orgasm due to sex [intercourse] (not oral or fingers). It was the best orgasm of my life and I can't wait to have one again. It hasn't happened again, yet, but we're working on it.
Hi, my name is Elizabeth, and I am now 54. I have been masturbating for many years - since I discovered "tingly" feelings washing myself when I was about 6. We were on holidays at the beach, and we had been swimming in the surf, and my older cousin (female) told me to make sure I washed all the sand out of all my cracks. From then on I washed all my cracks vigorously at every opportunity. I can remember getting into quite bitchy moods when my mother, father or brother would come into the bathroom when I was in there because it was stealing my private time.
Move forward some years - when I was going to university I became quite confused because I was leading several lives. I was having vaginal sex with two different boys, anal sex with a boy who seemed to have gay tendencies (or so he acted) and the best sex of all with quite a number of female friends. I say the best sex because it always started with masturbation, either self or with a couple of us in the 69 position, and it seemed to me then, and still seems that way today, that females are far more in tune with how to turn a female on. The best time ever (and I still use it as a very strong horny memory when "going solo") was when there was 8 or 9 of us females all naked and just swapping around randomly. It was not the sort of sexual frenzy I had experienced when having group sex with a number of females and males together because men just seem to have a driven need to complete the rooting act to be able to deposit their seed. Probably some sort of primeval need out of needing to breed to continue the species! It was at my last university year, and we had some wine and lots of creams and stuff. We had planned this "beauty" night for weeks, and deep down we were probably all full knowing (and hoping) that it would lead somewhere else. From memory it started with Truth or Dare, and next thing you know we were all naked (did not take much). Myself and another girl (who I still see today, and have some hot sessions with, even now) started mutually masturbating, and all of the others were involved within five or so minutes. The two of us kept stopping so as not to cum too soon, and get the others involved. It ended up with us forming a circle with one girl on her knees with her thighs straddling an upturned mouth - that girl would be on her back, with her legs wide apart and the next girl on her knees with her face buried between those legs. I have heard of male homosexual daisy chains, and this was the female version of it. Hands were then caressing other girls breasts, or finding a clitoris that needed help because the mouth had strayed to kiss and suck some nipples of yet another female. The whole mass of bodies was in constant squirming motion, but not frantically. We all seemed to sense who was close to orgasm, and would back off a little so as not to have one cum too early. I experienced absolutely fantastic pleasures you could never dream of or imagine unless you physically were involved. I had tongues thrust deep into my vagina, had my anus kissed, licked, sucked and penetrated by tongue (my anus was fairly used to stimulation, probably dating back to my vigorous washing of all my cracks!) and I even had one of my lovers that night get her whole hand inserted into my vagina. It seemed like an hour had passed and finally one of the girls could not take it any more and she violently climaxed, which was like a signal for all of us. There was moaning and groaning and screaming and shuddering and even hysterical crying for a bit - and it was the very best sexual experience of my whole life , even up till now. We lay together for ages, comforting each other and especially the two girls who were crying. It was intuitively important to us all to support and love all our "sisters", which is something I have not found men able to do (love and support, I mean) in that afterglow of sex. A couple of us became quite horny after a bit of lying there, and I had another orgasm shortly (probably a 6 or 7 on a scale of 1-10, while the orgasm from the full on group event was definitely an 11 on the 1-10 scale) just kissing and having my nipples sucked and my whole body stroked, with no actual focus on my clitoris. I think my body was so incredibly turned on that I would have cum if I had stepped into a Jacuzzi or something like that.
I guess I was really fortunate to grow up through the sixties when all the sexual shackles of past generations were challenged and cast aside - we rebelled totally, and probably that rebelliousness had us go further forward with our sexual experimentation that has ever happened before, or may ever happen again, for that matter. And I would not trade all my learning for millions of dollars - every one of my experiences has woven another thread into my tapestry of my life. I do not regret one thing I have done or experienced.
I read where Deana - age 21 wrote that she had flashed a shoe salesman. Well, that's what I have been doing too.
I'm 25 and seem to be hornier than I was in the past, along with always being a bit of an exabitionist. Last summer I started playing a little game on Mondays, my day off work. I would go shoe shopping with a short skirt on and flash the sales girl. I never flashed a male clerk. I don't know if I feel safer flashing a woman or maybe I think it isn't cheating on my husband. The first couple times I flashed my panties and then I adventured to doing it without panties on. The reactions I got were interesting, some would look away embarrassed and some would take a good glance at my pussy. Later when I got home I would have a real good masturbation session while thinking about the naughty thing I had just done.
Then one day when I had to pick up something for my husband, I walked past a shoe store I hadn't been to before. I noticed a quite attractive woman in her mid thirties helping a customer. Luckly I had a skirt on that day but I also had panties on, so I went back to my car and got my panties off. Then I watched till there there were no customers in the store and I went in. I pointed out some shoes I would like to try on. I began my shifting around like I was now experianced at to get my thrill at flashing. As I tried different shoes she started positioning herself to get a view of what I think is my pretty pussy. At one point our eyes met during our little dance and we both smiled knowing what we were doing. I was so hot over it I just hiked my dress a little more and spread my legs giving her a full view. This caused a look of sex to come over her face and to my surprise she ran her hand up the inside of my leg. As she was saying that she had never done anything like this before, she didn't hesitate to go straight to touch my pussy lips. I felt her finger penetrate me a little bit and then up to my clit. Her caress was the most pleasureable that I had ever been felt up. Much different than the men in my life that had poked and rubbed on me. I realized that a woman who masturbates herself knows best how to treat a clitoris. My teaseing had actually got me more than I had planned on. Moments later a couple of ladies walked in the store. Her hand darted back and I sat up. I purchased the shoes and left. All the way home I was working my clit fantasizing it was her finger. When I got home I called the store and told her I was masturbating my wet pussy with only the shoes on I had just bought. There must have been customers in the store because she was talking in code, like saying she injoyed helping me and to come back sometime. My next day off I was outside her store waiting untill it was clear of customers. When I went in she invited me back in the storage room where there was a lounge area. The first thing we did was kiss. I had never kissed a woman with passion like that, with our breasts pushed togeather. Her hand went right up my skirt to my bare pussy and I was feeling her's through the front of her pants.We were stopped by a buzzer signaling a customer had come in the front, so she went up to help them. I was so turned on that I got completely undressed and laid back on a couch there and played with myself. Every time she would come to the back to get a box of shoes she would do something to me, like suck my nipples or lick my pussy. I think that her useing her tongue on my clit was the best sexual experiance I have ever had. She licked it like I would lick it if I could reach it. At a point when there weren't customers, she took off her pants and I licked and sucked her for my first experiance. I'm sure this was the first time either of us has done something with a woman. About a dozen times over the past few months I have been at her store doing this with her. I love having sex with my husband but this little adventure I'm having with her is really thrilling.
Anonymous - Age 15
I've masturbated for about 3 years now and love it! I use the removable shower heads, tub faucets, pool jets and my fingers but I only stimulate my clitoris. I've tried my G-spot but I don't really enjoy it much.
A few months ago I was playing truth and dare with my best friend. I came up with the brilliant idea of kissing each other once for a double dare. It turned into more than one ...actually many in a few different intervals. I'm not a lesbian and I hate the idea even of that but this experience was incredible. We were laying on my bed at my sleep over that night and we started making out because we had decided that all of our kissing was practice for boys. I was on top of her and we were naked because we both liked the feeling of sleeping naked but there was a thin sheet between us. I was all into it although there was no tongue involved. I started humping her moving up further and further on her body. I started to come and we stopped kissing because it was getting awkward. To this day I wish she had been into it as much as I was and we could have masturbated together although she didn't know what masturbation was. I feel like getting on top of her right now and doing it all over again although we haven't spoken of it since. I think I might bring it up and see if she wants to do it again since I know its not sex and there's nothing wrong with experimenting.
Anonymous
Long time ago, when I was a teenager, I was very much afraid of men. Every time my classmates lectured and write fun things about their boyfriends in class I would not make any comment. I would just laugh when they bring up sexual conversation. My friends would tell me that I would one day drop and pass out if I do not get rid of the excess female hormones in me. This continued for a while until I fled into exile. Then I met a guy who used to be very nice to me and my family. He continue visiting our house and helping my family. He approached me and we felt in love. He and I used to go places, hanged out have fun visit each other but could not come close together sexually. I was always afraid to have sex. One day he told me that we should have some quiet time together. I kept wondering what he meant by "quiet time". Finally we went into his room lecturing and having conversation from one thing to another and lastly he asked me to undress myself so we can have sex. This was my very first experience and I was scared to death. I was shivering and trembling and sweating. I refused to take off my clothes. He grasped my skirts and took it off. But he could not remove my pantie. I refused to take of my pantie. We fought and fought for a long time. However, as a woman, I could not over power him. He finally managed to take off my under draw. To be frank. It was a war. When he managed to penetrate. and I finally lost my virginity to him. It was not a fun at all; but I was grateful that I lastly knew about men. From that on we both had sex freely and it was a whole lot enjoyable. Wanting to experiment different style, we decided to have an anus sex. That was not a fun at all. From that point I refused to have any anus sex. We both still long together and had a beautiful baby girl. He left for another country and I was fortunate to migrate to the united States and met another romantic guy who I am now engaged to. The end.
The use of force is inappropriate, illegal, and considered to be a sexual assault.
Rosie
I always viewed my virginity as something to be liberated from, rather than something to 'lose' or 'give' to another person. Then again, I've been lucky enough to never be even remotely ashamed of my sexuality.
My first sexual experience was extremely pleasurable, and I think my years of masturbation and self-exploration is the reason why. I'd masturbated for years, and bought myself vibrators, dildos, etc. to do it with. I learned what I liked and what was comfortable, and I fully stretched out my hymen. Both of these things made my first time with sexual intercourse extremely enjoyable.
I also had a generous, caring lover who worked with me to find what I liked and what was comfortable. Once we got going I discovered I'm one of the 27% of women who can experience vaginal orgasm.
I didn't attach any importance to my hymen-- I think virginity is "spiritual rather than physical" and that made my first time a truly mind-blowing experience. I'd recommend lots of masturbation and self-penetration to anyone worried about making their first time a good one!
RaeLynn
I hear a lot of woman talk/complain about how their "first time" with a man was painful or a 'hurry up and get this over with so I don't have to admit to being a virgin any more'. I think that's unfortunate. I dabbled with masturbation during my teen years, and picked someone I really felt a connection with when I finally did have sex (not some random guy to go ahead and 'get it over with'). No, I didn't orgasm the first time we had intercourse, but I didn't feel badly about that! As new partners, it took us some time to learn how to fully pleasure each other, but I don't think either of us minded the experimentation and practice! I grew up in a strict military home, and my mother was very religious, so the topic of sex as anything other than procreation was never mentioned. When I first discovered masturbation, it was a guilty pleasure that I kept secret from all but a few close friends (who had their own sexual secrets to keep). Once I moved out on my own, I began to teach myself to enjoy my sexuality; anything from walking around my apartment in the nude, to buying a vibrator for a little extra personal fun. Stepping out on my own 'sexual journey' has made me more open-minded with my fiance's "sack session" ideas, and has also made me appreciate my body, and the pleasure it is capable of giving both me, and my soon-to-be husband! I hope everyone can be as comfortable with their sexuality as I have learned to be! And, by the way, I think this website is a wonderful environment for taking that first step on the self-discovery road! Keep it up!
Harry Potter Girl
I am 22 years old and have only had one sexual experience in my entire life. When I was around 7 years old I remember one of my friends, Lisa, reaching her head down to kiss my vulva during play. I wish I could say I received pleasure from this. But I did not. Soon after her grandfather came over and she left the house. Just one interlude that I can remember. But it has caused confusion for me all these years later.
I've asked myself, am I still really a virgin because Lisa kissed my privates? Can I really say that I've never been "sexually active" before? The truth is that I've never had another sexual experience with another person at all. I've never even been kissed before! Never held hands. Never dated or had a boyfriend. In high school I was fat and had a very protective mother who wouldn't let me date until the last part of senior year in high school. When I was 18 years old.
I feel like such a loser sometimes. Like no guy in his right mind would believe my "lack of experience." Than again, I've looked at myself as a virgin for so long that it's become very ingrained into my identity. I don't feel very pretty or attractive. And, even though its wrong, I tell myself that even though I'm not pretty I can give a guy something those other girls can't...My first time with a guy. But what will I have if I give that away? Than I'll just go back to being the chubby, glasses wearing girl who just happens to have had sex.
It scares me.
Rtan
I was 17 when my boyfriend 18 and I have been seeing each other for a few months. He was the first guy who kissed me more than 2 weeks ago after we had gone to a concert. He was the first one to touch my breast and kissed my nipple a week after that. It felt good. I love the way he love my body and the way he sucked and licked my pink virgin hard nipples, I could feel how much he love me. It felt good that cozy afternoon. His penis was the first that I have touch and masturbated, it felt strange at first but then it felt like the best work of art ever And his cum was the first cum that I had seen spurting out of a penis, he came so hard that it shoot right into my face.
After all those things that we have done, He asked me one morning if I was ever aroused at what he was doing to me, but I couldn't tell if I was or not coz I didn't know if I was or not, but all I know was that it felt good. He thought that he'd like to make me feel good. We were in his car that morning. there he kissed me.. I was in heaven again....he hugged me tight and slowly slid his tongue into my mouth and played with my tongue. He sucked my tongue and played with it, I then played with his and start sucking his tongue too. I was surprise how good it felt coz the first and last time we did kissed, I remember I was just still trying to feel what he was doing and with my eyes open and looking at his closed eyes and his handsome face. I was just not kissing back. He told me it's a French kiss.
He reached into the side of the car seat and lifted the lever to recline the back so I can lie down. I was at a point of shock by this time... is it really gonna happen? He came real close to me and he kissed me softly, and then harder and more passionately. He made his way to my breasts.. i loved it.. it felt soo good. He slid his hands up my shirt and took off my bra..... his hands were fondling my breasts.. my nipples were hard as my excitement grew ... he rubbed my nipples and pinched them slightly as if he was rolling raisin with his fingers . He started licking my breast and held my nipple between his lips and nibble on them .. mmm i didn't notice I was getting wet down there. He then asked me if he can touch me, and I thought to myself, where? And realized he meant to touch my untouched 17 year old virgin pussy. I looked at him and hesitantly nodded but was a little bit excited. He then slowly placed his hand on my knees and slowly caressed it way up my legs. He lifted my skirt and put his hand between my legs and touched me thru my pink silk panties.. I felt moisture between my legs and I was confused because I didn't have to pee. he started rubbing my pussy with his fingers and focused on my clit outside my panties, it was the first time someone has ever touched me down there... he rubbed it so gently.. i couldn't help but let out a deep moan as I looked into his dark brown eyes. He rubbed harder and ahhhh..and .uhmmm was all I could utter. I loooved it. ahhhhh. he then spread my legs wider and slowly tried to slid his fingers underside my panties to touch me, I held his hand and stopped him as I was afraid what he'll do. He hesitantly stopped and started rubbing my pussy from the outside of my now very wet panties again. It felt so good and I don't know what to do, should I just hug him or just stay still? But I couldn't stand the way he was touching me that I just have to hug him tight. I could feel him trying again to slip his fingers into my panties. I closed my legs so that he couldn't. He stopped and continued what he was doing before......outside my panties. After a while I whispered in his ears that I couldn't stand with what he is doing to me. He told me to just hug him tightly and just let go of it. Which I did and it felt sooo good. He spread my legs once again and started to rub my pussy harder this time that I felt like something was about to come out of me, I could feel the warmth of my body and chilling cold intensify and all I could do was hug him tighter and tighter. My whole body quivered as he slowly slide his finger once again into my panties. My body just responded and I opened my legs wider as he touched my bare virgin pussy for the very first time.. a place no one had ever touched. And I never felt so good in my entire life. He slowly flipped and rubs my clit from side to side with his fingers. I couldn't believe that my bare pussy is now being touch and fingered by a man. He continued to rub my clit by making a circular motion as my clit got harder and harder. It really felt good. He continued kissing me all those time and then slowly licked my ears then down to my neck and started licking his way even further down to my breast and sucked my now very hard nipples. I could feel both the sensation between my legs and in my nipple. After a while, I couldn't believe what he did, he spread my legs wide and lifted left leg, bends down his head and place it behind his neck. he went down and started kissing my thigh and slowly worked his way up between my legs and slowly licking his way up to my now very hot wet virgin pussy, I was now very wide open for him. And I think he liked what he saw, my pink gorgeous wet pussy and my hard erect glistening clit for the 1st time staring right in his handsome face. Wild and wet I could feel his very hot tongue touched my clit as he started licking my very wet pussy, my body started to get warm again. By now, I could feel the heat inside of me slowly building up to intensity. He started sucking my clit and licked the tip of it, then he spread my pussy lips apart with his fingers and..ooooh my gosh... I didn't know if it was my first orgasm or not but my body got so warm. As he sucked my clit and stretched his tongue and slid it inside of me and slowly pushed it inside my tight virgin pussy hole and suck and slurp the juice that came out of me so hard I couldn't hold still, I trust my pussy harder into his face and I wanted to scream from pleasure.. but I couldn't .... but did let out a soft deeeep mooooan...and ..ahhhhh! it was like the best sensation that had gone through my body.. He licked every drop of my sweet pussy juice. We hugged and kissed again inside his car til it was time for me to go back to my dorm. I remember I was so afraid that night. A part of me was happy and delighted and a part of me was wondering coz I didn't understand what happened.
Anonymous
I had a very frightening type of sexual "experience" when I was around 20 years old.
I was out walking around the neighborhood one day and had stopped to look at the neighborhood pool when I noticed this young boy walking towards me from across the street. He was a cute blond haired kid, maybe around twelve or so. I thought he was going to keep on walking but instead came right up to me and started to talk. In much the same way any boy would if he was trying to "chat a girl up." I was shocked. I'm not very pretty and only one guy has ever tried to flirt with me before. Having an attractive looking guy (of any age) talk to me has never really happened to me before.
As horrible as it might sound I couldn't help but to be flattered and excited about the whole thing. Even if the boy WAS twelve. But I also felt kind of sick and certainly freaked out as well. What was going on with me? How sick am I? I don't know. I remember rushing away from the boy as fast as I could. (I'm sure I hurt the little guys feelings) But I just felt sooo weird out.
Looking back on the day, I still feel weird. Have other women had my type of experience? I don't know.
Sometimes it seems like EVERYTHING sexually excites me. I certainly don't like or enjoy it. It's more of a curse than anything else. Sometimes I'd rather be dead than me. I feel like such a freak.
This woman feels guilty for an experience that is relatively innocent. She simply liked the attention of a young man/boy, something she isn't accustomed to, and as a result any attention may have a significant affect on her. Since she did not act on her feelings she did nothing wrong. Many women experience sexual thoughts and feelings that others may feel is inappropriate. Sometimes, the simple fact that they are taboo makes it even more arousing and enticing.
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