The-Clitoris.com - The Female Sexual Experience: Shared Sexual Histories and Experiences Volume 7, Part 2

Bea - Age 18

I first want to say this site is awesome and has given me lots of insight on other womens and my own sexuality. Thank you. I hope you post this one day, it's really something I want to share.

I have been masturbating since maybe 7 or 8. I used to use pen caps when I was really young and shower nozzle. When I got older it was hairbrush handles and electric toothbrush. My mother raised me and my brothers alone and very liberally. Sexual things were never wrong or filthy, but weren't exactly encouraged either. I remember one time my mother said, "I don't care if you guys run around naked." I was 8 maybe and my brothers young also. so we went to our rooms and got naked but wrapped ourselves in blankets and sat with each other in the living room that night, giggling and smiling. I remember also one time my brothers and I and maybe a neighbor kid were all naked and just laid on top of each other. There was no touching involved, although I'm not sure if this actually happened because my memories of this are very vague. I used to imagine when I was 8 or 9 that my older brother would come into my room and start touching me. I wanted him to do it but it was just a fantasy. When I was 11 maybe I had a crush on one of my best friends and would sleep really close to her when we had sleepovers. Ever since then I was very attracted to girls and had 2 girlfriends in highschool and kissed a lot of my friends. One of my girlfriends fingered me but I was so inexperianced at that point it was awkward and scary for me, although I did orgasm. I had a boyfriend my freshman year but was always more intrested in girls. My second boyfriend is now my husband and the man I gave my virginity to. I was 15, he was 16 and we had been together for 2 months. He was and is to this day the only person to truly arouse me. I had been masturbating and having orgasms for years and I knew what sex was about. My mother had given me the book Our Bodies Ourselves which is extremely outdated but it taught me a lot. The first night my husband ever touched me we were in my room kissing and he put his hand in my pants and touched my lips, and I orgasmed right then just from his touch. It was amazing. We had sex for the first time in September of 2006. My husband has weird quirks and sayings and one of them used to be, "Are you ready?" He said it in daily life so when he held up a condom and said it it was silly so I laughed. But he was serious so I said ok. We were just laying in his bed when he said it. I had masturbated a lot but when he put it in me I felt myself stretch. He is very big, even at 16 when we first had sex he was pretty large. He came in a few minuetes and I didn't, but I wasn't concerned. It wasn't a bug deal because I didn't really know what to expect and we were both virgins. At that time I think I was 145 pounds roughly and around 5'2" so I was and still am a thick curvy girl, and always felt self concious even though I am very pretty. But he loved my body then and loves it now. But still I didn't want to be on top because my breasts are large and sag. Then I saw Juno and I thought, "If that weird girl Juno can ride her boyfriend than so can I! Until then he was always on top or doggy style. But then I rode him and he loved it. I loved him and wanted to please him but I hated giving head. I had given head to an ex boyfriend 2 times I think and he made it so weird and awful for me so those ideas and memories still plagued me when I started going out with my husband. So when I gave him head it wasn't good because I didn't enjoy doing it. But when I saw his dedication to eating me I really gave him head, and have aptly earned the name "Miss B.J" by my close friends. We married in January 2009 at 18 and have been having awesome sex for years. I'll admit sometimes I fake it just so I can get some sleep, but I don't feel bad about it because I know I'll be getting mine tomorrow. I still have very strong desires for women but my wonderful open minded mother taught me that sexual feelings and desires are healthy and I'm excited to explore them further.

Mia - Age 21

Hi, I discovered your site a few months ago and have enjoyed reading the section on women's sexual experiences. I thought I'd write up my history for others to read. I'd love it to be posted!

I'm a 21 year old female, and I never masturbated when I was a child. I remember brief periods of curiosity about my body, sneaking long-handled spoons from the kitchen to explore myself with and looking in a mirror, but I never got a lot of pleasure out of it except for once when I watched myself pee in the mirror and got very turned on. When I got into high school and began talking to my friends about things more sexual than making out I discovered that all of them had orgasmed except me. I admitted this and felt a little ashamed. Eventually I stopped mentioning it and allowed them to come to the conclusion that it had happened at some point as I become sexually active, and once when I was asked again years later I silently nodded even though it wasn't true.

My parents were relatively open about sexuality, so I don't think it was about shame, although I never did get a 'masturbation talk', besides one in health class that only talked about boys. I didn't realized that I wasn't the norm.

My sophomore year of high school I started dating a Nice Boy. Nice Boy had a very silly sparse goatee and impressive abs for a 15 year old. We moved very slowly, sexually speaking, and after having been together a year we were naked together for the first time on a school trip to a European country. We were in the bathroom of his hotel room, me leaning back against the sink, him almost penetrating me, and I wanted it so bad, but we didn't have any condoms and he wasn't a spur-of-the-moment type guy. I was 16. 8 months later we had sex when my mom was at a conference (boys were NOT allowed in the house with her away). His penis was huge, about 8 inches, and it hurt like crazy-- not for lack of lube but a deep down internal bruise kind of soreness. He asked if he should stop but I knew it wouldn't get any better before it got worse so I powered through it. We experimented with oral and while it felt nice I still didn't cum.

A couple weeks later, having had sex only 3 times, I broke up with the Nice Boy for a 'Dangerous' Boy, a long-haired Phish fan stoner (my HS dreamboat) who turned out to be an ass. I had sex with dangerous boy within a month, taking his virginity as well. I was with him for about a year and a half, until the end of my first term in college when he broke my heart. The sex with him was better than my virginal attempts with Nice Boy and once stroking and licking my clit he got me so close to cumming that my legs were spasming, but I made him stop because it felt too intense.

After Dangerous Boy broke my heart I realized I needed some time to be single, having been in a relationship continuously since I was 15, but that didn't mean being without sex! I rebounded with Taken Boy. Taken Boy was tall, lean, and a violinist. Mmmm..... but Taken Boy had a girlfriend. He was amazing in bed but had a tiny penis. I think if it was bigger maybe he could have made me cum. (Note: I haven't slept with anyone else's partner since and I eventually confessed to his GF.) I also had a rebound with Strong Boy, who I had known since middle school, a muscled redhead with the biggest cock I've ever seen in person, so big that it hurt to pee after sex. But he was rough and I loved it. That went on for a few months, but he lived far away and just before I was going to visit him for a last time he met someone in the city and we haven't fucked since. I still fantasize about him though ;)

I finally went back to school after break for my second term and had a drunken/stoned one night stand with Peter Pan Boy. Peter Pan boy was a blond-haired waif with huge blue eyes who serenaded me on his mandolin and guitar before the most boring sex I've ever had, once at night and once before we got up in the morning. I'm pretty sure I haven't looked him in the eye since.

Around this time in my life I started thinking about wanting to cum. A girl I knew was telling people in the common room that her sister, who was older than us at 23, had just had her first orgasm. Most of us gasped and asked how, why it had taken so long! I stayed silent. Everything I read said I had to figure it out first, do it on my own, and I kept meaning to but I never did-- I think I was scared I wouldn't be able to, that there was something wrong with me.

Nearly a year after Dangerous Boy left me and a full 7 months of abstinence later (after Peter Pan) I met Smart Boy, who I'm still with now 2.5 years later. I was unsure of committing since the last time I had my heart was broken, but through his sensitivity and kindness Smart Boy convinced me to give it a try. Oh, yeah, and there was that threesome....

Before Smart Boy and I were officially together but after we had started hanging out and fooling around and realized that there was definitely something between us, his best friend from home came to campus to visit. This was Playful Boy. While slightly drunk Smart and I decided to seduce Playful. Both of them are bi (as am I) and Smart was talking about how it's so unfortunate that Playful hadn't gotten laid for so long. Drunk once again, I informed Playful that Smart and I were going to "take advantage of him." Playful assented and we had the most intense threesome. First they both focused on me, sucking my nipples and licking my clit, but then they got together and sucked each other's cocks while I watched. Playful makes an adorable whimpering sound when he's about to cum, and I loved it. Let me tell you there is NOTHING sexier than two boys getting each other off. I ended up having intercourse with Playful while Smart watched, and ironically that was when I realized that I wanted to be with Smart and no one else.

So from then on Smart Boy and I were inseparable. It bothered him that he couldn't make me cum and for a while he tried, but then he gave up. For a long time we had amazing sex, up to 3 times a day, but a bit over a year into our relationship my sex drive started to wane. I was bored, and I still hadn't had an orgasm.

Then, about two weeks ago, he and I were stoned (I'm not advocating drug use people, just a personal thing :D) and got horny. I don't remember why but I was suddenly very turned on. We went from the living room to the bed and I started touching myself while he undressed, and he got so turned on watching me. His cock was rock hard and he started jerking himself off. Then, it happened. I shouted and arched and moaned, I think I may have levitated!! I was paranoid for about a week that I wouldn't be able to do it again and so I didn't try, but eventually I got around to it and I've been cumming at least twice a day ever since. I realized that I was scared by so many people saying that it's more difficult to make a woman cum than a man.... but it's not. And I realized that in my sexual experience I've almost NEVER been fully aroused by penetration. My lips have been swollen in a way I've never seen before in the past week. And I have a brand-new respect for vibrators!

I hope reading this can help somebody out. Cheers!

Anonymous

I've always had a thing for nipples...I want a man or woman make my nipples hard and erect and then just slowly suck on them long...and hard. It makes me wet to think about it. Them sucking and twirling their toungue around my rock hard nipples and ill moan and grab their head and I've wanted to suck on another womans nipples to lick and twirl my toungue around her tips then take them deep into my mouth and give em a long...hard...wet...suck. Mmmhmm nipples when I see a womans nipples through her shirt I just wanna suck them til she moans out...I want a man to go down and suck my clit like he would my nipples....long broad strokes and suck hard on it til I come in his mouth.

Anonymous

I have been reading this site and it is only fair to submit my experience.

When I was 5 or 6, I was on vacation in another country (where part of my family is) and I remember the first time my cousin got on top of me. He is a year older than me, so then he was 7 or 8. It felt great the way he was rubbing up against me and I didn't know better so I welcomed it. A couple of years after that, I was more aware of what was going on. I must have been 13 where the same thing happened, he got on top of me. It was dry humping and I remember him holidng my wrists down. I started to develop around that time as well. He went to look down my shirt but I told him not to. After we were done, I felt ashamed and didn't talk to him for a week.

I am 24 now and sometimes I wish he was around to "play" with me like that... he did apologize on his behalf though. I am not mad at him. We were young and didn't have control over a great sensation, which then was unknown.

When I want to get off sometimes, I just think of him in me or on top of me, dry humping me. Other times, I wish I wasn't exposed to that at a young age.

Anonymous - Age 19

This morning I was in the car driving with my boyfriend and he told me to stop and pull over. I asked why and he said you'll see. He climbed over the seat and told me to follow. As I did this I fell on top of him and we somehow started on each other. We kissed for a while and he asked me if I wanted to? I said yes and he pulled his and my pants down. He had a very erect penis so I started off with a handjob while I grinded my hips onto his. He was close to cuming but I stopped. Then he entered me slowly. The thrusting began. I loved the feeling of him inside me. He went faster and faster and we were both groaning and moaning so loud. He came all over me and I still did not cum. So he moved me up and then he moved down so his face directing straight into my pussy. I was hot, wet and swollen. He Slowly licked around my clit and began sucking. I was groaning and moaning and moving around.The whole car was moving. He went down to my swollen pussy. He circled the walls with his tongue and then moved it in then out. He did for a while. His hands were facing up towards my face and was caressing my breasts and neck. He kept going but this time on my clit and I screamed out in pleasure. I had cum and cum and cum. This was the most amazing orgasm I had ever had while he gave me oral.

I'm telling ladies out there if they want a good orgasm, get their man to give 'em oral and they surely will do so. Thank you for letting me share this with everyone.

Kay

I started masturbating when I was 12. I now masturbate at least once a day. I remember when I was young about eight probably one of my friends was over for a sleepover. We began playing doctor. She stripped down to her panties and I found a glove in my closet. I started massaging her pussy. I didn't know what we were doing but I knew it was fun. Another time I was at that same friends house and it was a big sleepover with an even number of girls. We paired up and began dry humping. It was never to the point of orgasm it was just experimentation. I loved it I was turned on I just didn't know it at the time. Once when I was eleven, a different friend was over and we were laying opposite each other in bed. We began slowly and passionately kissing each others feet. Feeling her tongue really turned me on and I know that that was the first time I got really wet. Once I was laying in a sleeping bag on my parents floor. My dad woke up to go to the bathroom and I saw him stark naked. It actually scared me. I love this website thank you.

Riley - 27

My first "sexual experience" was...probably a bit different than most women's. For me, I have health problems that would become very problematic if I became pregnant, and I have genetics that no one deserves-- health issues, short stature, genetic obesity, the WORST kind of acne possible, ect. Simply put, my childhood kind of sucked due to these things. I was always the fat girl, and the short kid, and the only person who couldn't participate in sports. I didn't have a lot of friends. But, my best friend did eventually hook me up with this amazing guy-- who, in fact, was her brother. She didn't really "hook him up" with me, she just...got us in the right place at the right time. We were alone together, and we were both hormone-struck teenagers. He was a great guy, and I had always had a thing for him. Though, I had no idea that he felt the same until that day. We we on a trip to the beach-- me and his family, including my best friend, his sister. Everyone else was out shopping and to see a movie, so they wouldn't be back till late. He and I would be stuck together all day in the hotel. So, we were sitting on the couch, just hanging out and watching TV, and a porn comes on while we're flipping through the channels. Neither one of us touches the remote; we just kind of exchange glances between each other and the TV. After a while of watching the porn, he eventually asks if I wanted to try what the couple in the movie was doing. I figured I may never get a chance like this again, and since I was using birth control religiously, I hesitantly agreed. He grinned and closed the curtains, then ran to another room and back. We both stripped to our bare nothings and we did exactly as the film did. I started giving him oral, surprised by how much the woman in the movie could take in, and he inadvertently started thrusting. He got curious about my "down there" and asked if he could look. I obviously agreed, though I never expected it when he actually did oral on *me*! I looked over to the TV; he had decided to do that on his own. There was actual dialogue going on in the movie.

At this point, I was totally freaking out. I had my all-time love giving me oral sex, and now he was pulling out a condom from the pocket of his shorts on the floor. I heard my pulse thud in my ears, and I new what was coming next. He put the condom on over his hugely erect cock and shoved it in. It wasn't painful for me; I'd used tampons and done enough running (when I was allowed to) that my hymen had deteriorated on its own; I'd masturbated often enough that he could fit his whole huge cock in my pussy comfortably. Even so, I moaned and thrashed, not knowing it was an orgasm that was so unbearably wonderful. Here, I think he was going off the porn, since they were doing similar acts as we were. Still, the full feeling as my every move contracted around him...It was almost too much. And then I ejaculated onto him, thinking it was pee. He told me it was alright, just to keep going. So we did. We kept going until both of us had multiple screaming orgasms.

Definitely a day to remember.

Maggie

I was about 11 at the time and went to a co-ed school. The class of 26 had an even number of boys to girls. I was not mature and only just starting puberty but guess must have been taking an interest in boys. One boy I got on with started to make suggestions about he would "show me his if I would show him mine". I guess at first I resisted but then over a period of a few weeks and maybe a few bribes I agreed on a first "date". We met after school and went on some vacant land, covered in scrub, bushes and trees. Out of sight of houses and people, in a bit of a clearing, after some playing around I lifted my dress and waited for the next move. He came to me and pulled my paties down at the front for a look. With my dress up I couldn't see what he was doing but guessed he was looking at my crotch. I was just showing a few hairs over my labia lips at this stage. I felt him then pull my pants down further obviously for a better look. He didn't touch me - just looked. Holding my dress jup was a bit of a nuisance so somehow I managed to roll it up so it didn't keep dropping. Then he crawled around me to look at my bum and felt his hands parting my cheeks. As he did so he pushed my back gently making me bend over. Now he visibility of my genitals and I could feel his fingers touching my outter lips. His face was very close to my bottom but the next thing I felt was something a little sharp pressing against my skin and looked to see he had picked up a small twig and was sliding it between my lips - slowly and gently. I then must have said I wanted to see him and stood up. I turned to face him as he got up off his knees and watched as he undid his trousers, letting them drop to the ground. He lowered his underpants and for the first time I saw a little boys penis. I have 2 sisters so was only aware of what girls looked like and had never seen my father. It looked a funny little thing - all pink and floppy with a little bag attached to it. I didn't know until I was much older but he still had his foreskin. Natuirally I got down closer to look but unlike me he wasn't actually starting puberty and so we used this and several other occasions as 'discovering what we were about'. Several weeks later I agreed to meet up again but when I got to our spot found that he had brought 2 of his friends from our class with him. We spent maybe one or two days a week therefater at this spot exporing each others bodies. One of these lads was about a year older than us and was quite a brainy kid but I coulkd see he was much more developed than the other 2 boys and had quite a bit of hair growth around his body and penis and he didn't have a foreskin. I was fascinated by the end of his penis and the bag around it hung a little lower too and used to want to touch them more. He in turm wanted to touch me more than the others and I would let him. Eventually we drifted away from the other two boys and would meet up on our own occasionally. Perhaps a year later I had now developed quite a bit with growing breasts and the hair on my lips was much more and was also growing up towards my stomach. Being a red head this lad was interested in my red pubic hair.

Most of the time previously was only spent looking and touching but not doing anything that was sexual however a year on being more into our puberty things had changed. I watched as he rubbed himself and watched as he ejaculated.At first he knelt on the ground and rocked back and forth until he came but later he would stand in front of me doing it as I sat on the ground and watched. He wanted to ejaculate onto my skin but didn't let him. One day I got to rub him felt the surge through him as he let go. It was quite a sensation. It was about this time that I let him, for the first time, insert his finger inside me and wiggle it about for a while. I think too I was beginning to release my juices as he used to insert his finger then bring it out and slide it all around my vulva and inside my thighs. Being very brave and by now comfortable with him, he was amongst the first to see my "bleed."

By the time I was 14, and by now we had moved onto college, he and I were very well developed. I had my full breasts and pubic hair. His penis was bigger and thicker and his ejaculate was much more and seemed to spurt for great distances. I think we had got to the point where we wanted to feel what it was like for his penis to be inside me so when I knew it was pretty safe I allowed him to push his penis right up inside me. To do that I bent forward and entered from the rear. It wasn't the most comforatble. I felt him rocking and sliding back and forth as my juices (and perhaps his too) ran onto him and leaked out of me. After a little while I felt the sudden discharge of semen shoot into me several times. As soon as he finished and came out of me, I stood up and turned to see his penis covered in all our juices. It was a lovely moment and a great sight.

On one occasion I was able to inviite him to my home when my parents and sisters were not about and we able to use my bed. I found a towel and spread that beneath us as he got on top of me and we made " love" the proper way with us both naked. It was the greatest feeling. It was him that had my virginity. I say had because I didn't feel I had lost it as in some senses that had gone almost 2 years earlier. After that we only saw each other occasionally and then after a while never saw each other again but those early years are never forgotten but often remembered.

Thank you for letting me share this with you. It is something I have wanted to write about for a long long time.

Geraldine - Age 55

I have been reading the stories in Volume 6 and came across that of Rita's - age 62 and have a similar story to hers to relate. I too am in the Catholic faith and also happily married with 4 children, two having left home now.

My faith always taught that sex outside marriage was a deadly sin and would result in all sorts of issues. I don't need to go into that as many of readers would be aware of all this. I returned to work after my children were old enough to be responsible for themselves until I came home in the evening. My male boss then was about 10 years younger than me. After I had been back about 18 months he asked me if I would like to meet up after work with a few of the other members of staff for a drink. I made arrangements with my husband and promised I wouldn't be home late. I went with my boss and 4 others and we did have a few drinks but I was home as promised.

Perhaps a month or two later I received another invitation from my boss and again we went with 2 others to have a drink after work. About an hour later I said I had to go and catch the bus and he said 'no, don't do that I will drive you home.' I told him where I lived and found out it was completely opposite to where he lived on the other side of town so said 'no', I WOULD catch the bus. We left it at that. Perhaps 2 months later another evening was organized but I found this time it was only him and I. I protested and said I wouldn't go with him on his own. Anyway after much discussion I agreed to go but only for one drink to which he agreed only providing that he could drive me home. I relented and agreed. Big mistake perhaps.

On the way home he pulled into a quite area just off the road and started pronouncing how much he liked me and how he liked seeing me at work as well as how much he enjoyed my company. I said things like that he was being stupid, he was too young for me, I was happily married, it would ruin working together etc etc all the things you say to put someone off and finished by saying I wanted to go home. He leant over to kiss me but I pulled back though must confess to being "attracted" to him. He leaned a bit closer to me and I didn't move and felt the full force of a kiss on my lips. I said no no we mustn't I must go home but maybe I didn't protest enough as the kisses continued. I felt his hand on my knee. I moved my knee away and closed my legs together. He still kissed me. I responded with just a little kiss but nothing too much and then said it should finish now. He didn't give up and kissed me more. I leaned away a little and next felt the seat back moving down as he leant over me. He was still attempting to kiss. I said "look - I will give you one kiss, a nice one but it must end there and I must go home - my husband will be waiting for me" knowing that he wasn't expecting me for at least another 45 minutes. I think he said that it would be nice and he would be happy with that. I allowed him to kiss me properly as I also kissed him a bit passionately. In doing so I sent the wrong signal as his hand was again on my knee but slowly caressing my thigh as it slid slowly upwards. I tried to protest but he was holding me down quite firmly in my seat. I wanted to push him away but frankly was enjoying the experience. After a bit more kissing I went to break it up, tidy myself and be ready to go home not noticing his hand was working itself inside my knickers. It was only the sudden realization his hand was closing in on my privates that I thought I should stop him but just as he touched me something primeval inside me made me relax and as his finger slid into me labia I drew in a very deep breath and kissed him really hard..

His finger immediately went into my vagina and was searching around all inside. I began to shudder and feel aroused and knew that my juices would be flowing. He knew this and used his finger to spread some around my labia and onto my clit. When he hit the spot I nearly leapt off the seat and hit the roof. I said no no no we mustn't we mustn't please we mustn't but knew I was being feeble about it. He sensed it and knew the pleasure was taking hold of me. Before long he had me so worked up, my juices were flowing more than ever and I could feel he was making me so wet and my clit so sensitive. He kept putting his finger back inside making it feel as if a penis was inside me and then manipulating my clit. After almost 15 minutes I could feel that an orgasm was close and said we should stop as I didn't want him getting the satisfaction of me climaxing though I was getting close to not caring as he continued to manipulate me. I said to him "you know you are making me come and I want you so much, please let me touch you." With that he had his trousers undone and opened and guided my hand to his enlarged penis which was also flowing with lube juices. I rubbed his penis as he felt around for a tissue box, extracted some tissues, putting 2 or 3 on my dress and putting 2 near him. Immediately I felt his hand back inside my knickers and almost within seconds of touching my clit I began to feel I wanted to orgasm. His finger went back inside me and after again sliding in and out went back to my clit causing me to orgasm with quite violent spasms. As I was arching my back and making noises I again rubbed his penis and as I did so felt the semen pumping into my hand in large amounts. I grabbed his tissues and held them close while he finished cumming into my hand.

After a few minutes relaxing we both said how good it was and how much we enjoyed though agreed we hadn't expected to do it. He drove me home afterwards and before I got out of his car I said I would like to do it again. We did and we did it about once or twice a month until the summer evening made it too difficult. Then one time almost 8 months late when my husband was away on a business trip and I had taken time off work, the 2 younger children were at college, my boss paid me an unexpected visit and so we managed to have proper penetrative sex. We agreed that it would have to be the one and only time and that we would have to stop before it messed up our lives and from then on we didn't. I left my job as well so as not to be left full of guilt or have gossip circulating which was bound to happen.

I didn't regret those moments and feel it brought my husband and i closer together just as our sex and lovemaking was beginning to fall away a little. It was nice having the attention of a younger many for a time and increased my self worth for a spell.

Anonymous

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