This section of the website has been created to allow women the opportunity to share their sexual experiences with others. They can disclose how they became aware of their sexuality, what they have learned about their sexuality, how they learned to enjoy it, and even hurdles they have had to conquer. Women can present their sexual histories if they so desire. This will allow women to learn from each other's experiences.
If you would like to share your own sexual experiences you can do so here.
Sarah - Age 16
I'm 16. My first sexual expierence was when I was 15. It was a Friday night, thinking my door was locked, I started masturbating on my bed. Circling my clit and touching my pussy lips with my fingers. I was about to have a great orgasm when my brother's friend Cody, who was 17, came in the door. He had mistaken my room for my brother's. I quickly pulled the covers over me but he could already see what I was doing. My brother was asleep, and Cody just began to laugh at me, and said "Caught you at a bad time?" It was the most embarsssing ten seconds of my life. I was just waiting for him to leave. But he didn't, he walked into my room and went on my computer, as if I wasn't naked in my bed, and as if he knew me. He was in my math class at the time, so I've seen him everyday, and I thought he was the cutest boy ever, which made it even more humiliating. I said "What are you doing in my room..?" In a flirty tone he replied, "trying to make you uncomfortable" with a smirk, he threw me my pants. I started putting them on and he got up. I thought he was FINALLY leaving. But he was coming towards me. We kind of looked at each other, we both knew what was going to happen. He took my hands and stopped me from getting dressed, and removed my pants again. We started kissing and took off each others clothes. He started kissing my neck. I was obviously aroused. He gradually got lower and lower. His soft lips were at my stomach, and he was tickling my thighs. Then he finally began kissing the lips of my pussy, and circling my clit with his toungue. I was amazed that some body could do that with their mouth. It was the best feeling ever. When we were done, he casually walked out. In the morning he kissed me goodbye, which was wierd, because I didn't know him. For the whole following week we avoided eachother. Then two weeks later, he came and sat next to me and just said hey. We've been dating since then and still haven't forgotten that night.=]
Marte's Friend - Age 60
I come from another country and we masturbate over there too. I am a 60 years old now and still enjoy this activity enormously. Before I emigrated I had a relationship with old school mate. We found "afternoon delights" in cunnilingus and masturbating. Our visits with each other usually started with our tea time munchies. I do not recall how we ended up together in this but it have been very good.
Last week my old friend came over to see were I was and by the end of the day we pleasured ourselves and each other. Marte told me that she had found some one else but the fun was not as wonderful with her. I have masturbated now for few weeks every day. It helps when I miss her friendship and naturally her mouth on me.
Marte usually came around my back and started massaging my vulva area until I had my first. Then I would knead hers, she liked the fist and finger method the best. Often before she climaxed I would finger her clit for further pleasure. After relaxing a bit we would "get down to the business of heavy kissing and licking. But that is another subject. Often we such watched one another while doing ourselves
I am presently "dating" a gentleman who says he loves the female private parts. He tells me that he cannot wait to taste me. We masturbate front of each other but he usually loses interest in the further experiences after he comes.
Thank you for letting me share this. It feels like I am back in the saddle, so to speak. I love to talk about these things and enjoy your site enormously. Often I watch nude pictures while I am alone and that usually gets me started.
That should be enough I thing.
Marte's friend
Anonymous
Dating or trusting other people has always been vary difficult for me. I don't have what you would call healthy relationships with other people. When my sister and I were vary young, we were punched and hit in the face if we dared to cry. As we got older, we were adopted by a woman who can, and still is, both emotionally, mentally and verbally abusive. When you've gone through that cycle of abuse, when you've lived with people who "justify" every bad thing that they do and then blame you for it, it hurts your ability to trust others. You learn that people will always do what ever the hell it is they want to do, and to hell with what you think or feel. It's that since of no power or control at all which all those who have gone through abuse know all too well.
You learn, in a way, that the only person you can trust with your own happiness and feelings is yourself. On a certain level this can be a good thing, but than again it can also be a gigantic roadblock in making connections with others...After all, if family treats you like crap, can you really trust anybody else not to? In a way I have become my own best friend, my own "companion." My own version of wall of strength. And, when you become all of this for yourself, how easy do you think it is to open the door to someone else when you are already doing so much of this for yourself? Like all those who have gone though what I have, the struggle is to find a balance between needing others and being strong in self, and not needing others and still being able to show vulnerability in a human type of way. To find a happy medium that allows you to both be happy and alone. Or with others but still being yourself.
Fat Chick
I would label myself as a "sexual eater". I have never been with a man because it has been so hard to get over the way they treated me when I was heavier. Fatter. I have always felt lesser than the other girls, like if a guy had to choose he would choose just about anybody over me...But fat girls have sexual feelings too, you know. Needs. It's so hard to live with all these feelings when you feel like nobody else wants you. Sometimes masturbation only makes the desire for sex worse. And I end up feeling like I have to masturbate because I could never get the kind of guy I would really want...Kind of like the ugly girl who has to give it to herslef because nobody else will.
There are times when the hunger becomes so stromg it's almost like the hunger for for food. And I eat to make the hunger go away. To try to fill myself up. It all just gets so intense. It drives me crazy, ya know? I'm sure a lot of other heavy girls know what I mean.
Michelle - Age 25
Last week when my lover and I got home to my place late in the evening - we had drinks with friends before - he went straight to bed. I wanted to check my e-mails before sleeping and sat in front of my computer, despite him calling and throwing pillows at me. I´ll join you soon, I said, but he didn´t want to wait. He came over and kissed me passionately, fondling my body, saying how sexy I was in that shirt and how horny it made him. He had me wet in seconds. I found myself on my knees sucking his cock before I knew it, and soon afterwards he fucked me from behind, me leaning over my desk having a nice look at our reflection in the window, which was a real turn on.
After a while we decided to have sex in bed was more comfortable, so we had some oral action in the 69 position and then he let me sit on him riding his dick while he put his finger in my ass for the first time ever, calling me a horny little minx. I came hard as he did this. We rested a bit, and then he said he would like to stick my dildo inside me. He had found my collection a few weeks earlier and shown no appall, but this surprised me. The silver-coloured one? I asked. No, the other one. The thick one? I haven´t been using it for quite some time, don´t know wether it still fits me... It fit. He worked it inside my cunt, again in the 69 position so he could massage and lick my clit all the while, and I could suck his cock. I had trouble to do so though, cause my own arousal was so strong that I could hardly concentrate on giving him pleasure as well as he gave it to me. When I was very close to orgasm he got rid of the dildo and moved on top of me, saying how much he liked my sweet little pussy. I told him how much I loved it to have him inside of me and soon had the strongest orgasm. He then flipped me over and finally came doing me doggy style. This was about the most passionate sex we ever had, but I´m sure there will be more!
A few years ago I was almost unable to cum not being on top, probably because I had done the famous pillow humping thing for the longest time (I´m now 25). But by trying other masturbation methods and with a lot of training on the living object I can now cum just as well or even better when I lie on my back. Maybe it´s also for physical reasons, meaning this particular guy´s dick has the perfect angle when he enters me like this, or maybe it´s just the fact that I finally found someone who always turns me on, who is able to arouse me and to satisfy my sexual desire. Might it be that I´ve fallen in love, even? That this is the perfect combination of emotional and physical attraction plus the trust that allows to abandon all sexual restraints? Now THAT would be some jackpot.
Question to the ladies out there: Can any of you cum being fucked doggy style? I would so love to be able to, cause it´s a position I enjoy very much, but I´m afraid there are still some limits to the woman´s body. I don´t like the finger working thing on my clit, it makes me feel like being forced to cum. Anyway, I´ll keep trying. Some things are matters of patience, aren´t they, and the trying is still fun.
K
I remember when I was 12 ( I highly doubt it was the first time for any sexual desire, but this stands out in my mind ) I had a redheaded friend and we ended up playing "doctor" but with a lot of kissing, groping, etc. This is what led me to believe that orientation is not set in stone, and the strict "hetero" guidelines are 100% impressed on you by society. I am now happily married (6 years) with 2 children and I consider myself bisexual. I have only once had oral sex with another woman, and only for a very short time, but I know that it is something that I enjoy and would love to do again. I am not ashamed to admit it :)
Anonymous - Age 45
I am 45 years old. My sexual experience is the lack of sexual experience. I am not one of the pretty girls and men just don't seem very interested. There is nothing wrong with me. I think I have a nice slim shapely body, but I do not look like anyone on television. I haven't been "saving myself" for anything. I just want to have an intimate physical relationship with someone I feel comfortable with and have some affection towards. I don't think that is too much to ask.
I have gone through the past 30 years hopefully going out and meeting people. I have pursued a successful career and generally gone about living my life, thinking that someday I would meet someone. But now I have begun to lose hope.
I am approaching menopause and my hormone levels are shooting through the roof. I can't stop thinking and fantasizing about sex in every possible form. I am going nuts I am so randy. I have never had much success with the "self love" approach, but upon reading at this site of the various techniques practiced by women, I am going to give it another try. I have bought a shower massager and I can at least hope I get some release there. We are where we are in life and we have to go on from there.
I can't believe that I am alone in this situation. This history is for the others like me that are out there.
Anonymous
When I was around nine years old, I remember taking a walk around the neighborhood. This little rottie mix came up to me as I was passing his house. I had seen him around before. I noticed, when he rolled over, that his small red penis was hanging out. I ignored it and kept petting him. Then, when he was on all fours, I remember "accidentally" letting my hand reach down to touch his penis. If I had to describe the feel of a dog's penis I'd say it feels like if you were to put a pen into a sock and squeeze on it. There is a hard bone in there, making it far different in feel than a man's dong.
Fascinating to touch. He wrapped his little paws around my arms and humped.
After a while the dog backed off and I noticed that his owner was standing in the doorway. I don't think she recognized what I was doing (the dog's fur was long and I was also petting his head) and I don't think she would have believed it if she did. (Funny what girl's can get away with, mmmm?) But, still, I ran on home as if a bolt of lightening had struck my bum. I lay in fear for the rest of the day. Fearing the woman had called the police or had called my mom to tell her what I'd been up to. I felt like suck a sick degenerate. Every car door that closed outside I imagined was the police coming to take me away. I shiver just thinking about it all.
Still I imagine what I felt that day. Wet between the legs as I rushed home.
Anonymous - Age 30
I am a happily married 30 year old woman. I am married to a wonderful husband who focuses on pleasing me whenever we make love. Despite my love and devotion for my husband, there are times that I miss the sexual play I used to have with two friends in college.
These two guys were the best. Jarrell taught me how to touch myself and how to enjoy it. Joe was the one who taught me to think outside the box. I would meet with them once a week or so. We would start our time together talking, watching a movie and laughing. Then we would begin to kiss each other and allow our bodies to mix.
Once we were all undressed, they would take me to the bedroom and lie me down. Joe would start by watching me and Jarrell kiss and stroke each other. It turned me on so much to know that someone was watching me. Jarrell would kiss my thighs and my wet pussy. I could do nothing but love it. He was so very gentle and slow. Before I could cum on his face, Jarrell would slid his large cock inside. It felt so good. I didn't want it to stop. Joe would lie next to me and talk dirty to me. Hearing his sexy voice in my ear as Jarrell was fucking me was the best feeling ever.
These two men taught me that sex is not only about "getting off" but also about feeling sexy and desired. I still get goose bumps thinking about all the times we just sat on the sofa and they watched my masturbate myself. I will never forget what they taught me.
Naomi
For as long as I can remember, I've known what sex was, in theory at least. When I was little, I was curious about what I was made of and how I worked (How does food give you energy? What are fingernails for? etc.). My parents let me look at anatomy books to see all the different things my body did and how they did them, and looking at pictures of males and females lead smoothly into my discovery of sex. I can't remember if my parents explained it or if I read it. Still, the concept of sex was not one I dwelled on. It was something to be thought about (and perhaps done) far into the future. I don't think I masturbated at all until months after I got my period. I had crushes in elementary, but they were not sexual. I thought of hugging and kissing and that sort of thing, but sex was the untouchable domain of grownups. Once puberty hit, however, I became obsessed. I fantasized about my crush all the time, and as this fantasy became old I added new ones, closer to the realm of dreams. Recently, I came to the conclusion that I was bi, and this has led me to experience even stronger desire. I have a bit of a fetish for straight, silky hair. One of my friends has hair like this, and it takes an insane amount of willpower to keep myself from running my fingers through it. Guys are great and their allure has not faded, but there are times when I want a girl so bad the sensation borders on serious physical pain. I didn't experience sexual desire at a young age, but I think I'm making up for lost time. I want and want and want and it doesn't stop. I'm in love, I'm in lust, I'm a teenager and what I want is no longer what is good for me.
Rose
I came across your page as I was exploring tantric sex and thought I would share some of my experiences for readers who might be struggling with sexual orientation. I'm an adult woman who has been married twice (to men). I have struggled with my sexuality through many of my years, beginning as a teen attracted to both males and females. After my second husband, I needed to explore being with a woman. I felt cornered into deciding between men and women when I attended a support group for GBLT individuals. I found just as much pressure to select a gender and identify as gay or straight from the gay community. After three years in a relationship with a woman, it has ended...for nothing more than we just were not right for eachother...or maybe I was not gay enough??? In the last year or two, I have thought about both men and women and the truth is I am bisexual..always have been...and I am finally okay with this. I am forth coming when dating and people have to accept who I am. I am educated, now a graduate student and mingling in numerous professional settings where I have found various types of individuals. I have found that there are no "norms" unless I make them. In conversations I have mentioned my ex-husband, ex girlfriend, as well men that I am currently dating...the assumption is that I am bi--whether I announce it or not...If I am okay with it, usually others are too...and some times People ask questions...that's okay too because more often than not, it is because they are questioning themselves and their own sexuality.
Michelle
Hi this is regarding "Raped by a Dream" in section 3 of your sexual histories. I have known several people including an ex-boyfriend who have what is called Night Terrors. It is pretty common, and one of the most common symptoms is the feeling of being pushed into the bed or sinking into the bed. Sufferers often complain that they can't move or that someone is sitting on their chest. A way to make it stop is to sleep with lights on in your room. However, if you enjoy these night romps, don't let me stop you! The people who I've known that have it though usually seem pretty scared. My exes mother had it too, and was able to ease his mind a bit. Many societies have come up with folklore to explain this condition. But it can be helped, I hope this was informative.
Sweet Tart - Age 19
So I just turned 19, and my boyfriend is home from college. One night after dinner, I felt aroused by his cologne, so I told him I'd be back. I went into my bathroom, locked the door, and started slipping my fingers inside my pussy. Slowly, then fast, I was lying on my back, breathing heavier and heavier. Just as I was getting off, the door popped open, and he stared blankly with a smile on his face. I got even more turned on, and pulled him down to the floor, pulled his pants down, and playfully kissed his chest, going down below to his dick. He pulled me up, and we went into my room. He said we should do it right. So he threw me onto the bed, climbed on top and pulled the covers on top of us. It was summer, so it was extremely hot, making our bodies sweat furiously. His tongue went down to my pussy, and his fingers went in at the same time. Deeper, and faster, slower and slower, moaning and squirming around. It was mine and his first time, so I was nervous as hell. He caressed my hair, kissed my neck, and I was in heaven. When he put it in, I screamed and shuttered, and he lowered his head into my chest, and the heat was amazing. Slip and slide! Once he came, I came, and we screamed in pleasure. After we made love, we fell asleep in each others arms. We still have crazy good sex everywhere, including in the rain outside in the backyard facing onto the highway.
Bombalurina - Age 16
This website has helped me SO much during the past 2 months or so.
I'm 16 and a virgin. I got abused by a boyfriend 2 years ago (needless to say he is now my EX boyfriend) and I managed to escape with my virginity still intact. Since then I've seen things much differently. I continued to masturbate, but I saw my vulva as being ugly, deformed and discolored. I wouldn't let anybody close to me-sexually or emotionally. When I did let someone near me I wouldn't let him see anything and I felt like such a fool-even though this guy was very loving, patient and understanding. It didn't work out between us and my confidence has blossomed as time went on. Why even this morning I took part in some webcam masturbation between myself and the man I Love. Most of it has been down to this website. A guy-friend recommended it I haven't looked back. Seeing pictures of many different vulvas has made me realize I'm not deformed or anything of the sort. I've always been known to be a shocking person due to my blunt honesty, now I have shocked many friends-mainly females-with pussy shaving and masturbation tips and generally spreading your messages across about all these things being healthy and normal-things that should be talked about openly.
Well. I think that's about it.
Thank you SO much for everything.
Lots of Love
Bombalurina
xxxxxx
Writer-man
I'm a male, so you may not be interested in what I have to say, but as an author I find your site very educational about woman generally, and I enjoy reading the personal accounts - most of which are obviously from the heart, and all are extremely interesting. Keep up the good work!
So what can a male contribute? Hopefully an illuminating insight into an age most of you would have forgotten - that of girl just three years old. This concerns my little granddaughter, who in this incident was piqued by some event and had decided to strip off - a state she loves and often indulges, both in and out of the house! From the kitchen I could see her in the bathroom through the open door, and she was leaning against the washbasin counter, and she could see me. Then, steadying against the counter she went onto tip toes and tautened her body by thrusting her belly outward which slightly opened her legs. Almost dramatically, she spread and tightened the fingers of her free hand, and with the stretched middle finger commenced to delicately stroke her partly opened and obviously receptive crease. Each pass was completed by a well-practiced flick by her fingertip to the clitoris.
Obviously she was well versed in doing this, and at that age the technique must have been intuitively acquired, so I'd be interested to know if women use this method in later life?
But it was the look on her face that caught my eye. The whole episode took only about 30 seconds, but all the time she not only held my gaze but showed an obviously contented gratification. I didn't want to be voyeuristic, but was too fascinated to be embarrassed because it was obviously her intention for me to watch. To a writer, I sensed she was making some statement of the power of her femininity - yes, at three years old! Whatever, I'll never forget the ecstatic look in her deep blue eyes and the sense she was in complete command of her emotions.
Obviously satisfied, she then pushed a booster up to the basin and climbed up to wash her hands, dressed, and nonchalantly went outside to rejoin the group, leaving me totally amazed at this powerful demonstration of embryonic femininity. Girls . . . how old do you start - and stop?
Anonymous - Age 23
Most women will probably find this surprising, but I have never had sex until I turned 22. I was almost raped when I was a little girl and it had a large impact on my self confidence and my sexual development. I think it also defined my character in a way. So I've always been this very pretty and quiet girl until I met a very pleasant young man that just went out with me everywhere for about 3 months without even trying to hold my hand. I found it awkward in a way, because most jerks out there will never do that...so after another month I told myself it was time to start "dating him"....so anyway my first sexual experience was veeeery ugly and I started crying very hard when I felt him inside me..so he just stopped, because I scared him a lot, too... I regretted having done that for a week, when my sister comforted me and told me it was ok, and that I was not a virgin any more and that it was ok to have sex, you know...right now I am 23 and I am still dating the same man. My sex life is not great, because I never come during sex, unless he plays with me afterwards...and that's not even working every time.
I am happy I am making love to such a nice man though. Maybe for me this is more important than sexual fulfillment~
Anonymous - Age 14
My sexual interest came up first when I was 5 years old. We were in kindergarten and a boy and I pulled down our pants for a brief moment to show each other what our "private parts" looked like. After that, I've always been curious about that sort of stuff. I started to masturbate when I was 10 (I'm 14 now) but only humping a pillow. Just recently I have discovered more about sex and am still masturbating. I'm fingering myself everyday, and still feel no sexual pleasure from anything I try. Also, it's extremely difficult to get myself wet. I've tried fingering, humping, rubbing, pouring water on myself in the tub and so on, yet I still feeling nothing much at all. I've never been able to cum or get my nipples to harden. My breasts never feel anything from rubbing, caressing, or playing with my nipples and I don't know what I can do to help myself feel anything. Even right now, as I write this, I am masturbating without any luck.
If anyone has anything they tell me that may help, I'd be delighted.
Kristen - Age 16
I'm sixteen years old and I can't say when I first started to be interested in boys, because I've always been interested more with girls. I consider myself bicurious. Since about six or seven I've been fascinated with masturbating... I love touching myself. I used to think I was sick because I would think of girls, I thought it was wrong, mainly because my father is so against homosexuality. But more and more I realized I like girls the same way I like boys, and it's not a bad thing.
While swimming just recently, a couple of my girl friends and I were messing around, and I was holding onto my friend. I wrapped my legs around her hips and she kind of brought her legs up so our bodies were touching, and I felt myself get excited. I haven't told anyone, even her, and she's my best friend, that I like girls. But the way we were touching was driving me crazy, and I like to think she felt the same way. I just wanted to kiss her and make her feel good, and I realized I have a crush on my best friend. I've felt this way about her since we first began talking, and I wish I was only brave enough to tell her how I feel.
Solene - Age 25
I just discovered your website, and I highly appreciate what you're doing. The way I thought I could contribute is to answer the surveys so that, as you said, the more answers the more accurate...
So I just answered the "Female Masturbation and Orgasm" one, and wanted to make some comments. I guess it'll be a one time visit, so I didn't feel like registering on your forums or on Mister Poll. I hope writing to you is fine as well?
So... I appreciate that you offer so many different possible answers to the questions, so that female/women diversity is better pictured. There are just a few questions where I didn't know what to answer and would have wanted other choices, so I thought it may be the case for other women as well and that would be useful to let you know. Among others...
- I sometimes use written erotic material as a "starter" for masturbation (most often not on purpose, I just happen to read the "erotic" part of the fiction I'm reading, then masturbate. I then sometimes feel like reading it again as I feel like masturbating). It doesn't "enhance" my orgasms. It just depends on the context etc. so, "for me to experience orgasm, written erotica...": my answer is not "necessary", "unnecessary" or " enhances my orgasms but is not required", but more like "is sometimes part of it"; same thing for the g-spot stimulation for e.g.
- the second main point I wanted to make is about the "time it takes me to orgasm".
1/ There is a significant amount of time between the moment I start the desire/arousal/fantasizing process, and the moment I actually touch my genitals, which I guess you call masturbating. thus, when you ask me about the time it takes me to come, well, I'd say something around 5 minutes from the moment when I stimulate my genitals with my hand(s), but it could be like half an hour if you count from like, the moment when I start being aroused, or know this will end up in an orgasm, or start being wet, etc., which is for me part of the process of masturbating.
2/ You ask the average time it takes, then the minimum, but instead of asking for the maximum I'd choose (you talked about delaying orgasms on purpose earlier), your question is "What is the longest you have masturbated for without experiencing orgasm, but were trying to", and, well, I do orgasm when I decide to, but sometimes try and delay it, so...(or maybe i just didn't get the question...)
Well I guess these are the main points where I didn't find an answer that was accurate for me.
As for the rest, I would like to thank you again for what you're doing, you seem to have a pretty [healthy?] approach to sexuality, very respectful of people, non-heteronormative, and I, as a feminist, highly appreciate that.
(Oh, talking about heteronormativity : I took the first surveys yesterday, and can't remember if you've thought about/included anal intercourse on a man, for example with a dildo or strap-on ? You should!)
That was my small, small contribution to your work ! Feel free to contact me, I'd be glad to help you more if I can!
Solene, 25, from france.
