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.
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Anonymous
I once had quite ordinary sex with a guy, we both came and I thought we were finished. But after a few minutes rest he got horny again and started fucking me, my pussy still full of his cum. The fact that he wanted to do it again so soon after his first orgasm, but also and especially the fact that I still had all of his juices inside my cunt whilst he put his cock into it again made me feel so naughty, like I was such a slutty girl, that I experienced the fastest arousal ever and about the strongest orgasm I remember. I was unable to move for several minutes after that, it totally blew me away. He didn't do any special moves at all, just my thinking, or let´s say whatever happened in my brain that let me totally go off was the only cause for this amazing orgasm. Since that day, I fantasize about having sex with two or more men who fuck me one after another, filling my pussy with their cum over and over again, it´s a huge turn on for masturbation.
Michelle - Age 26
I enjoy having sex as well as masturbation very much and learned a lot about my body and its needs with time. I started being sexually active at 16, now I'm 26. What I would like to tell the young girls out there is that sometimes it takes patience to experience joy from certain actions. You cannot force your body to give you good feelings, let alone an orgasm. When you are 14 and wonder why your nipples don't respond to caressing them in the way you want them to respond, don't think that something might be wrong with you. When you try to masturbate for the first time and don't feel anything, that's no reason to get frustrated. It might be that your body is not ready yet for this kind of stimulation. It might be that your body needs different kinds of stimulation, that you don't know about yet.
When I started sleeping with my first boyfriend I couldn't have an orgasm, although I had been masturbating to orgasm countless times. I just could't relax and let go when I was with him. It took me years before I experienced my first one during sex, but from then on, I guess because I had been on top, I could only come when I was on top. My first orgasm not being on top happened another few years later. Lately, I came for the first time ever while being fucked doggy style. I had always thought that this was impossible for me, but on that day I was just so aroused and able to let go, my body could let it happen and it was great.
See what I mean? Relax and give yourself the time to learn, there´s loads of different things to trigger arousal and an orgasm and they will trigger it when time is right. I for sure am curious about the surprises my body still has to give me and I will be happy about every new sensation, even if it again takes years to happen.
Anonymous - Age 20
First of all I would like to say thank you for such a wonderful and important site you have here. Reading the sexual experiences of other women is especially enlightening and beautiful and it's great that women have a place where they can share their experiences with others. My first sexual experience was like a lot of other young women - strange, confused, and based on bad judgments. I did it because I wanted to get it over with, I wanted to know what it felt like, I wanted to be close to someone, and because I felt alone. There was no real desire on my part. While I liked him a lot, I liked him for all the wrong reasons. I liked him because he liked me and wanted me and because I felt like he understood me when no one else did. He was a friend but he wasn't my boyfriend, although I wanted him to be. I thought he'd want a relationship with me eventually. I knew he wanted to sleep with me, so I told him I wanted to as well. I enjoyed the closeness of it the first time more than anything, but it was also very awkward and weird. He only cuddled me for a little bit afterwards and I got the feeling he was trying to be kind and make it a good experience for me, but he only seemed to try half-heartedly. I like to think that he cared for me a little bit, but if he did he seldom showed it. It's hard for me to admit now that he probably just wanted sex and never really considered how I felt, but I think that is a reality I should face even though it makes me feel worthless. We had sex a few more times. I asked him if he wanted to be my boyfriend, but he said no. I tried to convince myself that it didn't matter. I was never very open with him and never as open as I'd been when we'd made out a few months before we slept together. After we slept together he never bothered much with kissing me, so sex didn't feel as close as I always thought it should be. After sleeping together four times over the course of a couple of months, he didn't seem to want to be around me whenever I asked him if he wanted to hang out, and I got the message and stopped bothering even talking to him. About six months later when talking over MSN, he said that he was sorry about what happened and sorry that I regretted it.
That was 3 years ago when I was 17. I'm now 20 and began masturbating sometime last year. I haven't dated, kissed anyone or slept with anyone since and am glad for it. For a while I felt depressed about what had happened; I felt numb thinking about it and felt like it happened to a different person. In a way I still feel like that, but I think it had to happen in order for me to grow and change as a person. Admitting to myself that I basically let him just use my body sickens me. It made me feel inadequate, weird, alone and afraid and I don't ever want to feel that way about sex ever again. Masturbating has made me realize that I am beautiful the way I am and I don't need anyone to complete me as a person or to validate my existence which is what I think my first sexual encounter was really about.
Recently I was speaking with an old friend from high school that I've always had a crush on. He revealed to me a while ago that he used to like me and still thought about me sometimes when he masturbated. The other week when I was talking to him on MSN things ended up somehow strangely sexual. Over the course of about five hours we talked and sent each other photos of one another. Not sexual at first but gradually they became so, and I surprised myself. It brought up old feelings I didn't know I still had for him...feelings of desire. I felt amazed at myself for being turned on by him, which is something I rarely feel...I suppose because I've never explored it much. He had a webcam and masturbated whilst thinking about me, and I felt even more surprised at how beautiful it was to watch and I've never been more aroused in my life. I think he is the only person I feel comfortable with doing that with because he likes and accepts me for who I am. After he came we decided we should make-out, and we're going to hopefully soon. I'm not expecting a relationship to evolve out of this and I'm cautious about letting myself get carried away with the thought that it could be more. I think in the least it will be a nice experience shared between two people who have desired each other for so long. I'm surprising myself because I'm anticipating it, and wanting to kiss him all over, and because I want him to go down on me, something I've never had done to me before. So I hope he knows what he's doing down there....:)
Sarah - Age 18
I started very young pleasuring myself. Discovering the different parts of my body. I've experience both clitoral and vaginal orgasms, but I've never been able to well "ejaculate" and some have said it to be a mental thing, but I think that there is something wrong with me or something? I've had great fantastic orgasms and I've tried for years to ejaculate. My poor fiancee has tried so many times he wants me to so bad and I've tried for him and then "nothing". It's very frustrating. I've had him massage my G-spot, but the feeling that I have to pee which is supposedly normal hurts. The pain is like a romance killer for me. Hopefully in time I will reach that BIG, BIG orgasm everyone is talking about.
Tanja
I have a comment for your section of shared shaving tips and techniques.
I want to share my experiences of not shaving with you. Because even though on the website you say nothing bad about not shaving you have only descriptions about shaving. And that is in itself a judgment.
I followed your advice for trimming the hair for a while and I liked it short. But then I was simply to lazy to continue it. Generally, I don't like shaving a lot. I shave neither my legs nor my arms and I shave my armpits only during the summer (and also then only because people will look at me weirdly if I don't, not because I don't like the hair). Why to put all that time into shaving what is natural and beautiful, especially if the shaving itches or hurts so easily? I really like the soft, thin fur everywhere on my body and I especially like the places where there's a lot of it.
I like to play with my pubic hair at night or while I wash it. I pull gently on the hairs, removing tangles or dried bits of vaginal fluids, and I really like how the pulling of the hair feels on the skin, especially on the borders of the outer labias and close around the clitoris. My girlfriend loves "diving" (our expression for her going down and licking with her tongue and playing with one or two fingers) and she also likes to play with the hair.
My hair is light brown, so on my legs or my arms you don't see it a lot. But you feel it, it's smooth and silky and together with the soft skin, it's just. why would I want to get rid of it? My girlfriend (who doesn't shave either) has really dark hair and there is this trail of hair going to her belly button that is just cute. And when we're holding each other, under the blanket in the dim light, and my gaze travels down to see that incredibly beautiful, black patch of hair... it's just amazing. The hair immediately guides the gaze, but also hides and makes curious. And when I'm caressing her legs and my hands suddenly touch the outskirts of that jungle of hair.
But when I read all those descriptions of how to get rid of this beautiful mess of hair, and not only there, generally how to get rid of our body hair as if it were disgusting, dirty, ugly, ... it makes me question my adoration for that hair.
I really like how on this web page for a lot of topics social expectations are questioned. But for this subject you just reproduce them. I cannot understand how so many women (and not only them) find body hair disgusting and want to get rid of it, but I accept it as their personal choice. What I cannot accept is the attitude that body hair in general is disgusting and that something's wrong with people who don't shave it.
Camille
We don't know which section this experience should fall under but it is too good not to submit.
I was watching my girlfriend's vagina while we were talking and I said something funny that made her laugh. Oddly enough I noticed that while she was laughing her vagina was laughing along as well. It was opening and closing in time to her laughter! It was so funny that I needed to share it with her so I took a video of it on my camera phone. She watched it and we were both in tears. She says that now every time she laughs in the future she will be thinking of her laughing vagina. If only YouTube would allow for the submission of our video we would get millions of hits and her vagina would be famous. Everyone should try this to put some fun in their sex life.
Cassandra - Age 25
Editor's Note: I don't know if the following is fact or fiction, but either way it is an entertaining story so I have chosen to add it to the website in this section rather than as a shared sexual fantasy. It reads like classic lesbian erotica, but if this is one person's fantasy, it is likely others have actually experienced the events described. It could be a collage of true life experiences shared by many even if it is a work of fiction by the author.
I went to a boarding school. We had all the common rules, study hall, required breakfast, lights-out, no sex and so on. I had the same roommate for all 4 years; several months in we had a lecture on "how our bodies are changing" it was such a waste of time; but that night, my roommate asked if it was alright that she masturbate after lights-out; at the moment I told her that it was fine with me; I had never done it before, or even heard someone orgasm. I thought that I would just fall asleep and that would be the end of it; but it was really noticeable (the noises) I sorta took a peak for a while, it was really exciting.
The next night she asked me if it was alright and I told her that I wasn't sleepy, but I still didn't mind, so she started, I kept on glancing over every few moments, of course she noticed but she didn't mention it; this continued for a few more days, until she told me that I could do it too, while she was in the room. I had never touched myself in that way before but I wasn't going to admit it, I tried to imitate the noises and movements she had done under the covers; she knew I was faking. She was really nice and never confronted me about being naive or even that I was pretending. This continued for several weeks.
One night she was toweling off after a shower and I actually saw her start touching herself before she jumped into bed and under the covers; it was that evening I tried what I had seen her do; it felt good but I didn't orgasm.
It took a lot of effort to ask her to help me. I vividly remember that night, it is one of my favorite memories. We both took showers before lights out, after an hour or so (they did room checks around an hour after lights out. With a little flashlight she invited me to look at her, she asked the same of me, which I agreed to. She told rolled onto her back (we had been sitting indian style before) and she just started. Eventually, she asked me if I was interested in seeing how wet she was, I touched her thigh, she shivered, but she wanted me to feel how wet she was inside; I was so interested that I put a finger in (it was a weird feeling and she was really wet) I pulled my finger out, but she asked me to put it in; she started inching towards me, while I kept my finger inside her, before long she was rubbing her clit and then orgasmed. I loved the feeling of everything. She then suggested that she would do the same for me; I was so excited about watching her, I said yes. She was much more experienced and she did most of the work, explaining what she was touching and asking me if I felt alright, and it was all so good. A few minutes into everything, I had a new sensation, she was licking me! I couldn't imagine that she or anyone would do that, I had my first real orgasm moments later. I came a few more times, and told her that it was enough. At first I wanted to clean up and go back to bed, but I was so tied and happy.
She wanted a bit more and I said I was too tied; she asked if I wouldn't mind doing something that wouldn't require any effort on my part, she started to hump my leg; it was so warm and slippery, of course this gave me time to recover and started to want more; so I tried it too (a little hard to get rhythm right). She knew it wasn't working, she told me to slide up so we were face to face, her hands on my hips she controlled my motions; it was really exciting knowing that my pussy was touching hers; I wanted to just cum and hold her. which happened a few minutes later. She held me all night and many nights after. Eventually we bought a toy in town and had lots of fun with that, but going down on each other was always the best.
We are still only interested in girls and we still meet up when I visit home; it is still just like high school. It was only at a reunion 5 years later, that we weren't the only girls in our class having late night fun; I wish I had known at the time! I'm sure we would have had a lot more fun.
I don't think the boys at the school ever learned how busy our nights were; I think they had a quick wank, hidden from their roommates, and went to bed. It must be horrible to only cum once and sperm is really yucky; the one time I slept with a boy I didn't cum (he told me that lots of girls don't orgasm! and I really really know that I can), after I felt so gross, I had to leave, there was no way I was going to do it again!!!
It's all perfectly normal to touch ourselves, I wish there wasn't such a social stigma towards it. If I ever have a daughter, I'm going to instill that she should never feel bad about her personal life; unlike my mother and sister. I'm 25, doing well and happy with the direction of my life (unlike my sexually repressed sister.)
Anonymous - Age 21
My favourite techniques are a little bit different. You see, I am engaged to a lovely 24 year old man (I am three years younger), and the most powerful orgasms I've had from masturbation were with him! Although I have always been devoted to masterbation since a young age (7), sharing it with someone you love simply can not compare. Especially when you are doing it simultaneously!
It is a cliche, but love has truly opened up amazing doors for me both inside the bedroom and out. Orgasming while experiencing the tender touch and warm of someone else is truly something incredible. Nothing gives me multiples like doing it with my man in the room. There are several techniques we use together.
My personal favourite is when I am lying perpendicular to him, legs spread eagle and he is entering me while lying on his side. He will thrust slowly at first, while I begin to tease my clit. When he starts off by grabbing my leg and caressing it with his lips, it is all I can do to prevent myself from cumming at the single touch of my swollen clit. I will begin slowly, with my eyes closed, teasing the lips and the area around the clit, while I enjoy the thrusting and his deep, murmuring voice. Then, as I begin to work on the clit, I will open my eyes and naughtily peek out of the corner, watching his hips thrusting and the look of sheer contentedness on his face. Well, ladies, that is enough to send me over the edge and before I know it, waves of multiple orgasms are hitting me. At this point, he will take over and continue rubbing me until I sigh in satisfaction, or pull out and place his tongue on my sensitive clitty, torturing me until I collapse and beg him to stop.
The second most favorite technique is being blindfolded while lying on my back naked, legs spread. He will begin by stroking my hair and slowly moving down to my breasts as my hands wander. I will innocently ask him to tell me a bedtime story while I stroke myself, and he will recount an erotic tale as my fingers move in and out of my warm pussy, and my thumb circles my clit. The best part is when I am about to climax and he will suddenly shove his erect penis into my mouth, urging me to lick it like one of the heroines in his stories. There is just something so sensual about this, it is like having my fantasies come true. Especially when he ejaculates all over my face as I begin to thrust my hips wildly.
He has now temporarily moved to the other side of the country to complete his education. Although I miss him terribly, these past experiences serve as powerful fantasies for my alone time.
There is nothing like the thought or presence of a good, loving man to make me feel so feminine and erotic! And I look forward to even more experiences ;)
Ronnie - Age 53
I'm a 53 year old woman who finally at 48 start enjoying sex. I was married for 11 years. Sad to say the only time I enjoyed sex with my husband was after an arguement. It was only then he care about my feelings and my needs. It wasn't about him only. My first love was also my teacher when it came to sex (not school teacher). I learned many things from him and enjoyed it, but we both moved on and I can't recall why, maybe because I was 19 and he was 25. In between these times I raised one child and tried to enjoy others but I could not. For a long time I thought something was wrong with me.
It was not until I met him. He was from another country, very shy and we both felt the sexual attration. After four weeks, we were in bed. What a big disappionment. He came so fast I did not belieave it happen. Instead of just calling off the relationship I had a strong need to find out if this man was a dud. I had to know, is he really that bad. But to my surprise it was as if he took a magic pill, I was taken to heights I did not know I could reach.
To this day we cannot get enough of each other. I found out nothing is wrong with me. I can get an orgasm, I enjoy different positions and I'm not fridgid and my lover does care how I feel. Not just his own satifaction.
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...fantasy like everyone else but why can't I enjoy sex. Was it my childhood being raised by my grandparents who taugh nice girls don't have sex unless they were married.
Veronica - Age 17
If you guys remember me, I shared my fantasy about me and my boyfriend in his basement. I have come to share with you an actual experience I had with him.
We had just seen a movie and when I got in his car, he drove to a nearby park. It was about 11 pm so no one was there. He parked the car and looked at me. He leaned over and we began to kiss me passionately. He asked if I wanted to go to the backseat, I agreed and laid down on the seats in the back. He got on top of me and began to kiss and lick my neck. I moan softly as I felt the throbbing sensation between my legs. As he ran his fingers through my hair, I pulled down my tank top to reveal my breasts that were almost bursting out of my little pink bra. He worked his tongue lower and lower and I unhooked my bra. He smiled with delight and began to gently suck on my nipples while I moaned and began to lift up my skirt revealing my pink panties. I slid my hand down my panties and began to finger myself until I came all over my fingers. He then took my hand out of my panties and began to put my fingers in his mouth and licked my juices off. He then told me how beautiful I was. I then sat up and unzipped his jeans and pulled down his boxers to reveal his cock pointing up at me. He then put his hands on my hips. I put his cock in my hand and put it under my wet pussy. I then put my hips down and let his long hard cock go inside me. "I love you Veronica" he whispered in my ear. "I love you too." I said back....
Unfortunately he told me it wasn't going to work out about two months later. I was devastated. It didn't work out because he was really busy with work and we live far away from each other. I still think about our moments together and I hope that we will be together again.
Anonymous - Age 15
Hi, I'm 15, and I have been going out with my first boyfriend for about three and a half months, about two months ago we admitted to our sexual desires for each other, and he made me so horny it used to hurt, as I didn't know that women could masturbate (I know, its sad), so then I started feeling 'down there' and learned that it felt good. One day in the bath I finally got the courage to 'penetrate' myself using my fingers, I knew there was a hole down there that was your vagina, I just never really touched it before. So I gently put my middle finger in and felt around for a bit. And that was my first penetration experience.
After about a week, me and my boyfriend had our first kiss(es). The next week we went on a school trip together at this sculpture park where you can walk around, so we did, we would wander off a bit, he would have his arm wrapped around and under my arm, and I could feel him 'groping' my breast, but I didn't say anything, because I didn't know whether he was doing it on purpose or not. He would try and kiss me at every little opportunity, but I like playing hard to get, so I would turn away. As we carried on walking, I would feel his hand trying to get a better grip. And so the day progressed, at one time he managed to slip his hand down under my bag (so no one could see) and touched my ass, we were in the middle of a room filled with old people! At one time he even admitted that he had cumed without having to wank! The day ended fairly well, with us two waiting at our school for my dad to come and pick me up, he managed to grope me some more, until my dad came and I had to leave =[.
Two weeks later I stayed back to do some homework, and he stayed with me, as we both finished early and we had a spare 15 minutes before the bus came, we decided to wander around, until we found a secluded spot on some stairs where no one could see us. At first it was just normal kissing, then he started to open my mouth with his, and I felt his tongue in my mouth, it was so amazing! He shifted his body so it was facing more towards me, and I did the same. His kisses became more deeper, more wanting, and I loved it! His hand was feeling my legs, my ass, while his other hand was pushing my face closer to his, so he could put his tongue in deeper. His hand wander onto my knee on my other leg, and he slowly brought his leg closer to my body, causing me to push against his hand, he rubbed a bit before moving his hand away (to my disappointment). Then I sat on his other side, with my hand on his leg, so now it was my turn to tease him. We were still French kissing (deeply), but before I could move my hand, he gently moved it towards his crotch! I could feel him throbbing from my touch. His hand moved away, but I still left my hand there, then I gently but firmly rubbed up and down, causing him to sigh deeply. But I pulled away and said I had to go, as my bus was just coming around the corner. So we both stood up, but before I could walk away, he grabbed me and pushed me against a wall and kissed me deeply again, one hand holding my hand, the other feeling and squeezing my ass/breasts, his body holding me against the wall. After another minute he pulled away and we straightened ourselves up. We had one more kiss and then I had to go. I was wet all the way home, that night I tried to masturbate, but I've only just learned to do it to my satisfaction, so it didn't work, but the experience is something I wont be forgetting any time soon =]. And that is as far as I've gone with sexual experiences.
Amy
I get extremely wet and rub my stiff clit while fantasizing about doing naughty things with two girls in the neighborhood while we were young. An older girl and myself used to dry hump behind the garage. She always used to come, I realized now because she was on top. One time, her parents were gone from the house, so we went into her bedroom, and sort of played doctor. Then she humped me with just our panties on, and I got very close to coming. As I got more interested in this sort of play, my other neighbor and I would take it further, by going into her basement. By removing our panties only, and pulling up our dresses or skirts, and we had extremely pleasurable contact. This is when I started to orgasm frequently. We would take turns being on top, as it was easier to come while being on top. We could feel each others coochies quiver as we came. When I think back, I'm surprised we never got caught, as someone was usually upstairs. This was an after school activity once or twice a week. All I have to do is think of these encounters, and I get so wet, I either rub my pussy, or rub against a wadded up towel.
K
I am a young woman. I am married to my 6'4'' husband who has a 10 inch cock. I am a petite woman- 4'11'' and 100 pounds. The first time I think that I had an orgasm was when I was 5. I was in the indoor pool at kiddie swim practice, at "play time" there was always an inflatable animal crocodile. I used to go to the complete end where it was thinnest, maybe about 7 inches wide. I got on and grip it the hardest I could with my legs and I started shaking. I loved this feeling that I got, and would slip up and down it. The heat of the indoor pool made it even better. Of course, I didn't know what it was, but I loved it. To this day I still love to do it. When I was about 15, I slipped my fingers into my vagina for the first time. I found my G-spot and rocked back and forth until I shook and felt my legs go numb. I loved (and still love going with my husband) to go to the park and climb up a pole and rub against it and cling to it. My mother caught me once, and told me that it was the most un-catholic thing I could do, as did the nun in school. I asked the preiest and he had a different view, nowhere in the bible does it say, "Thou must not pleasure thyself." He said it was fine and much better than pre-marital sex. The only person that I have ever had sex with is my husband, the first time being our wedding night. I am not great with direct clitoral simulation, although my husband is. He is the one who showed me the hot wet maxi pad trick. He went out and bought the biggest maxi pads made, I had never seen such large ones. He undressed me down to my underwear. I started to take my underwear off, but he stopped me. I watched as he took four of the maxi pads and put them together and put them under the hot water. He bent and slipped them into my underwear. I was going to ask him what was going on, but then my legs started to shake. He then lifted me and sat down and had me straddle his thigh. I put my arms around his neck and leaned forward. He tightened his thigh and the heat and him rocking me up and down made me moan. He continuosly did this as I rode and humped his thigh. I orgasmed quite quickly. Now, when I am alone, I hump whatever I can get my hands on with literally six of those huge maxipads. We masturbate together in the bathtub or shower. He loves watching me, and shows me many techniques. You should try riding the cotton pony- warm and wet- and many of them while humping! It's great!
Anonymous
When I was 5 or 6 my best friend was a guy we would always have sleepovers, every sleep over his knee would bump my vulva while he was sleeping. I would slightly push myself forward on his knee and it felt great. This continued on till I was around 11. We went to different schools in junior high but we still were in contact. Then when I was 16 or so he transferred to my school, we where in the same class. When I was doing a research project he was my partner so we went to his house when his parents were out of town (his sister was in university) he said he loved me. Then I too shared my feelings, and I had loved him ever since grade 5. We dated for some time, then one day we were at his house (alone again) and he came closer to me and told me to slip off my pants. I did enthusiastically, because I knew that our relationship had to get going (we were 18). He told me to get on top of him, I did so (we were lying down). Then he started touching me all over, he slipped his fingers beneath my bra and squeezed my breasts. After that he slipped his hands into my underwear and started pressing on my vulva. OH goodness it felt so good! I started moaning and yessing, telling him to go faster. Then I orgasmed, it was the best feeling I got from him. He asked if I could do a favor for him, I said sure. He took off his pants and boxers, unveiling his huge cock, I was impressed. I started rubbing it till it got wet, he also moaned. We did this whenever we could. Now I am twenty-eight and we are married, we still do the same thing, but also have sex [intercourse]!
