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When I was 14, my mother married a wonderful man named Dan. We moved in with him and his son Matt, who was 15 at the time. I loved both of them like they were my own flesh and blood. I found out pretty early that my new brother liked to masturbate quite frequently. I'm quite certain he left his bedroom door open a crack for me to watch. One evening, after we had lived together for about 2 years, when our parents were at a work Christmas party, my brother and I were home alone watching a movie. Out of no where, he turned and told me that he knew I watched him when he stroked himself. He offered me a chance to watch him out in the open. Before I could say anything, he had his jeans open and his penis in his hand! I couldn't really do anything but stand there and watch. I'm sure my face was beet red and I could feel my own private area starting to tingle. Matt asked me to join him. I was 16 years old and had never masturbated before. I had no idea what to do! He told me to put my hand down my pants and start rubbing. I was getting a little wet from watching him, but didn't have any clue how to pleasure myself. Matt was getting frustrated and asked me if he could show me. So he put his hand down my panties and felt around and started rubbing my clit. I had NEVER felt anything like that before. I must have cum in under 60 seconds! As soon as I had my first orgasm, Matt shot his cum all over his shirt. I was so exhausted from such an intense experience I could not move. The next night, we laid on his bed and masturbated each other. And then about a week later, I allowed him to insert his finger in my vagina. A month later, I allowed him to put his penis in me. For being so young, we certainly experimented with a lot of positions. I have the best orgasms when I'm straddling him. Matt and I married last year! Thanks for letting me share!

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I've been masturbating since I can remember (about 3 I think). My parents made me feel guilty about it calling it 'dirty' but I did it anyway. This is the first time I'm describing in detail how I used to masturbate so thanks for that opportunity! :D

I used to sit on the arm rest of the sofas between my legs. It was made out of wood so it was hard. I'd just rub up and down until I felt finished.

One time when I was about 4 or 5, one of my friends (same age) at school told me she'd discovered something that felt really good. She showed me by humping on me and then I did it to her. I had no idea it was the same thing I did on the arm rest at home lol. We showed our other friends and after that we'd go to the toilets with each other during break times and hump on each other.

When I was about 7, me and my younger cousin (6) had a sleep over at her house and we ended up rubbing our pussies on each others tummies. We'd do this whenever there was a family gathering by saying we were tired and wanted a nap. I'm not sure when we stopped lol.

My most favourite way to cum is to lie on my stomach and hump the palm of my hand. Now that I'm 19 and have started to have sex with guys, I've discovered another way that brings me to orgasm really quick. I get on top of the guy and instead of letting his dick penetrate me I rub my clit on it back and forth, like he's inside me but he's not and I orgasm really quick like that.

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I found this website earlier today and had been reading it since then. I don't remember exactly when was the first time I masturbated, but I know I was like 7 or 8 years old. I remember that during summer vacations I spent most days in my grandma's house with my cousins, usually the two boys take off to play video games and my only girl cousin and I stayed, playing role games.

We usually pretend we were housewives having sex with their husbands, usually we would change our clothes and start playing around. I remember I used to be so in the game, talking to my "husband" (a doll) and her being on the other side of the bedroom doing the same. At some point we would pull up the covers and start our routine. I don't know how she used to do it, since I was so focused, but I remember that we used to exchange techniques, I started by only playing with my fingers inside the lips and moving them (not really knowing what to do with them) and later discovering that if I move my hand up and down in the outside the sensation was way better, when I discover it I couldn't get enough!! We played for hours and even when I was alone I feel the urge to masturbate and do it. Those games probably ended when I was 12-13 and I remember reading an article saying masturbation was wrong (the first time I had seen that world) and running to tell my cousin that that was wrong and we should stop. I stopped almost immediately but I'm pretty sure she didn't.

I'm now 19 and recently discovered it is not a bad thing, thanks to this and other websites!! Although I haven't had the courage to do it in full again, I might try it in a close future!

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It started when I was ten, I am not a lesbo but I would watch movies with people having sex. I wanted to try. I asked my friend to try it with me. When we were alone we stripped down and started kissing each other. I used her knee to give me the feeling I needed and I let her use my knee for the same reasons. She eventually stopped after a year or so but I wanted more, I would feel "down there." One day I used the shower head. It works really well. I still like my hand and her knee better but the shower head works great.

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I am 71 years old.  I know it will probably freak some young people out; but just hope you are still enjoying sex when you get that old.  And, you will get that old unless a worse alternative happens.

I had heard of girls masturbating; but I thought that I didn't have that spot that they would tickle to get the feeling.  The closest I came was when the seam of some tight genes would hit a spot while I was riding in a car or on my boyfriend's motorcycle.  But, I could never find the spot by using my fingers.  I gave up. I suppose I just didn't persist enough.

I married when I was 21.  My husband and I were both pretty much uninformed about sex.  I would love his touch and feel great love; but I never had a true orgasm.  When he was 70 years old, he had a heart attack.  He had had erectile problems for some years and took Viagra.  Now, he was on blood pressure lowering drugs,  couldn't get a hard-on and couldn't take Viagra because it would lower his blood pressure to the danger level and maybe kill him.  He was otherwise healthy.

He couldn't have intercourse.  He even had trouble masturbating.  He called it jacking off.  So, he bought a vibrator, a Trojan Sensations.  He said he wanted to try it on me.  He wanted to make me have the orgasms that he never was able to give me.  He said it would help him masturbate; and it would make him feel good even if he couldn't.

I resisted.  He persisted.  Finally, he said, "Just let me use the vibrator for five minutes."  I said, "Oh, alright."  I was prepared to not like it.  But when he hit my clitoris, I was jolted.  It was almost like an electrical shock.  It was so intense that he began easing toward my clitoris, coming from my vagina.  I would start feeling these wonderful feelings.  He would ease off and come at my clitoris again.  He would repeat this.  Finally, I was able to stand direct, continuous contact with my clitoris, though I would thrash and moan, as he concentrated on it.

We started this just after my 71st birthday.  We are making up for lost time.  We have sessions that last over an hour every day unless something keeps us from it.  My husband is becoming an expert at making me orgasm.  He has coached me, as silly at that may sound, it doing it myself.  He wants me to be able to please myself in case he's not around.  I'm not as good as he is; but I think I'll learn when I have to.  I'm having wonderful sensations.  At first, I was self-conscious about my husband being "down there," but have since thought that is almost the only way I want it.  I love to have him masturbate me with the vibrator.  Maybe when he gets off the medications, he can take Viagra again and we have agreed that he will finish off the vibrator sessions by entering me and having a final ten minutes or so of normal sex.  I would feel more psychologically fulfilled this way, and so would he.

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I want to start out by thanking the creators or this site. I love it! It's literary heaven...well on line anyway!

I want to share my first time story with you. Like many, my first time was painful, but wayyy worth it! It was with my best friend, yes he's a guy. I knew him since 1st grade, but we didn't become close until freshman year. We became really close. I went to all his hockey games and tournaments and he was at all my dance competitions and recitals. We had sleep overs and everything. My friends, that were girls, we close with him too, and I always thought one of my other girlfriends would end up with him, not me.

The beginning of sophomore year we went to the movies with some friends, the movie was, well boring so me and him left and sit in the lobby and talked until everyone came out. That talk, that hour talk, brought us so much closer.

My parents love him and his' love me. I went on vacations with him, and our parents never thought anything would come of it so we always shared a room. It sounds soooo cliche but its true!

The first time we made out, and had oral, was amazing. I was at his house helping him pack for a hockey trip. I came up the stairs with a cup of tea in my hand and as I turned in to his room he was walking out. Tea splashed all over me and him. Well I had to get the stain out and my luck, I had a sundress on that day. He got the stair remover out and sprayed the stain, without knowing the spay had to be washed out within two minutes. That's when my clothes came off.

He unzipped me and let my dress fall right off. But there was a spark there that we just could not ignore! He kissed me and I kissed back (DUH! who wouldn't! he's soo sooo hot!). He laid back on his bed and pulled me on top of him we made out and started taking each other's clothes off. Some how I was on bottom and he went down on me. And yeah, I returned the favor (:

We had a "secret affair" I guess you could say. For about 3 mounts after that. In December, I went away with him for a hockey tournament like always we shared a room. That night we had sex. It started in the bathroom of our hotel room. I was in the shower and he was tired and wanted to go to bed so he came in to brush is teeth and opened the curtain to kiss me good night. It was not just a kiss, it turned into a make-out session. But I still had soap in my hair, so I finished my shower, but my PJ's on. I got in his bed, not mine (who wouldn't!?!). We watched TV for a bit, and well, I was 15 and he was 16, were hormonal and if you were in hotel room with the guy of your dreams, you'd seize the opportunity too! We were completely naked and just looked at each other. And he asked me if I wanted to have sex, and ohhhh did I want to!

After some intense oral he rolled over on his back, picked me up and places me on top of him. As he entered me it hurt, bad. I didn't want to say anything so he went all in. We rolled around and he got on top, he lifted my legs up so they were in a "V" shape. He played with my clit for a bit then started thrusting harder, then harder then again, harder. I started screaming and crying. The pain was sooo bad it felt like someone was trying to push threw my vagina. Thankfully he pulled out right away. He comforted me and made me feel alottt better. He felt really bad about it too.

Aside form the pain at the end it was A M A Z I N G!

We became official in January , and have been together since then. We don't have sex a lot, mostly oral, a lot of it!

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Hello everyone. I was blessed with a mother who well informed me of my body from a young age, using herself or books to teach me. I had always been curious about my body and openly talked to her about the feelings and sensations I felt when I touched myself 'down there'. When I was about 11 I noticed that my labia (something we hadn't covered) where growing. I didn't understand why they were growing so much but before I got the chance to ask her, she was taken ill. Since grandparents have no jurisdiction over grandchildren in the UK, I was forced to move to Norway, where my father lived. Feeling too embarrassed to ask him about it I decided to wait until the holidays when I would visit my mother. Unfortunately, my mother passed before I had the chance to ask. I tried in vain to push my labia into my vagina in the hopes that they would stop growing. I was extremely self conscious about them to the extent that I would wait until all the other girls had showered after gym class before I took my turn, by this time I was 13. The summer of that year I got my first boyfriend. We were very comfortable talking about are worries but I could never bring this one up. When it came to the point of losing my virginity, I had never been more scared in my life, not that it would hurt but scared that my boyfriend would think I was a freak. Although the act was not very special, even though he was more experienced, he didn't take a second look at them if you know what I mean. I found this not only surprising but weird so I confronted him afterwards. He said simply that it was normal to have labia that size and not to be self conscious about it in the least. Needless to say I grinned like a Cheshire cat for the rest of the evening (hence the nickname). Unfortunately, things didn't last long between us, it turns out he was much busier than he let on. However, those words he spoke gave me the confidence I needed and I haven't been self conscious about my nether regions since.

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Hi, I don't have a fantasy but I would just like to thank you.

I'm 19 years old, I'm struggling with sex and my sexuality and I sometimes feel like I don't have anyone to talk to about it.

Oh god, your site has been wonderful! Thank you! It's so good to hear women talk about their fantasies and sexual experiences because most of the time I feel like I have to conform to someone else's idea of what my sexuality should be like. It's overwhelmingly positive and informative and it was so relieving it made me cry.

I hope someone reads this, whether it be a moderator or someone involved in the site, that understands how grateful I am. Keep up the good work!

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I've been single for almost a year now, and lately, I've been dating a guy I met on the internet, he's 39, I'm 30. We had sex three times so far, one time in my bed, one time on his sofa and another time in his bed. From the very start, I felt safe and secure with him, like I could trust him to handle me with care and respect. He does, and oh how much pleasure he gives me. He never ever pressures me to do things to him, so when I take his cock in my mouth, it's because I want it, and I know I can stop whenever I want to stop.

What he does to me is magic, I get SO turned on by his touch, and my pussy juice just keeps flowing and flowing. The good thing is, he never seems to get tired of caressing me, kissing me all over, telling me how beautiful I am, how horny I make him and how much he wants me. When he works his fingers in my cunt I sometimes seriously feel like passing out, the feeling is so intense. He knows exactly what he's doing and adjusts to every reaction of mine, so I can really let go and give myself over to his hands, enjoying the most exquisite sensations. One time, he had four fingers and half a thumb inside me, so he told me when I had to rest from exhaustion. I started giggling, a bit ashamed for some reason but also full of gratefulness for what pleasure he had given me, and later I looked at his hands and stated that he has slim fingers ;) Sometimes my legs tremble uncontrollably when he fingers me, my hands get numb and my nose and upper lip start tickling. He will let me rest for a while to calm down, but we always go for another round, and another :)

He likes to lick my pussy forever, parting my delicious lips with his fingers adoring the view of my exposed most vulnerable flesh, and eating me out until I want to explode, but even then, he still pushes me further, massaging my g-spot while he licks and sucks my clit SO good. One time, he had a few fingers inside my cunt while I lay on my stomach, and after a while he put another finger into my rear entry and sensually fucked me with both his hands in both my horny holes. It was heaven, honestly.

As to "real" fucking, his cock isn't quite as big as other ones I've rode, but it's perfect for doggy style which I don't like with cocks too big cause they give me pain in this position. Also, he can fuck me as hard as he wants when he's on top, I won't feel any pain and even cheer him on nailing me making me cum all the way. One time I was on top and getting really loud from all that intense, sensual fucking, he told me the window was open and I started laughing, keeping it down a bit as we went on. But seriously, who cares what the neighbours might think? They should be envious anyway. When he comes, he is loud himself and I enjoy watching him go off inside me. So far, this is the most intense sexual relationship I've had, I hope it will last a bit. He's visiting this evening ;)

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So the other night my friend John came and slept over at my house. We have been friends for like 5 years and we have always been very close. At first it was normal.  We went on the computer and just hung out, then John pretended to slap me on the boob, and I pretended like it hurt then he did it again. I told him that it didn't hurt very much and that he should do it harder in kind of a joke flirty way. This time he grabbed my boob and squeezed it. I'm 14 years old and I have never had anyone touch my boobs before. When he did it, my whole body started to tingle, especially my tits. He asked me how It felt and I just started to giggle. He then began to massage my boobs and got on tip of me. He was lying on top of me when he took off my shirt shirt. My whole body was about to explOde, my pussy was gushing at this point. He started to kiss me on my neck and cheek, and eventually moved to lips. I was just in my bra and he continued to grab and massage my tits. He slowly took off my shirt and told me how amazing my boobs were. He squeezed them and slowly took off my bra. He then gently started to suck my tits and they got really hard. After we kissed and laid on top of me and then my hand brushed against his cock. I asked him why he didn't have a boner and he told me it was really hard to keep it down. I told him that it's fine and a second later I felt his cock harden below my stomach. I purposefully brushed my Hand against it again and he asked me if I could keep on doing that. I said yes and he pulled out his huge penis. I've never seen one in real life and I couldn't take my eyes off it. I rubbed his dick and got faster and faster and he told me to nOt stop I was rubbing really fast and he told me he was going to cum and to stick it in my mouth. I began to suck on it and seconds later he cummed in my mouth. I seamless and we then continued to kiss me. We fell asleep and he left the next morning. We are hanging out again on friday.

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I get so horny all alone. I spend hours roaming the web for delicious, exciting ideas and images.

I always remember the very first moment when sixteen year old me realized there was a world of sex she could have. I was sitting in the backseat of a car with my boyfriend, kissing him sweetly and awkwardly, the way I imagined I was supposed to. It went on like that for a while. All of a sudden I realize he's moved his hands away from my face. They were somewhere almost unregistered. One caressing my neck, dangerously below my collarbone, the other resting on my stomach. I opened my eyes and saw some kind of smirk I understand now to be lust. Slowly, teasingly, and shockingly, both hands closed their distance and plant themselves softly but undeniably cupping my breasts. I stop breathing for five seconds. I think, "Oh, Shhh, is that was these are for?!" it somehow feels so warm, so comforting, and too... Good. I moan and accidentally bite his bottom lip. He lets out some kind of low grisly chuckle- I can feel him smile at the approval I give him. We are about to do much more I've never experienced and he has never seen me do. He begins to gingerly, smoothly massage my boobs. To get a feeling for them through my clothes and all. He uses a bit of suction in our kiss to create a close distance we've never had, and his tongue enters my mouth. My hands fumble at my sides but my tongue glides against his quickly for a friction I somehow know to reciprocate. And there is magic happening on my chest. He massages, he pets them from top to underneath. And I start to feel like I have some kind of power. My fumbling hands decide they're better used to undo the clasp of my bra and to unbutton my blouse. He helps me with the final button and then pulls away from our kiss to stare at my chest. He looks mesmerized. I am stunned. I blush and try to be cutesy by covering my face. He puts his arms around my waist and pulls up my posture so my boobs hang in front of his eyes. There is nothing for a few seconds more. Then I feel his lips. Wrap around. My left nipple. Dear bajeebus. Then there is that beautiful tongue just barely tracing around it. Nothing else. I want to shoot Ito the sky like a firework. He does the same simple thing to the other one. Traces his fingers up and down my sides to give me chills. I look down and see my nipples are pointy. He seems to think it's a good look for them. He tells me to lay my head back and relax-- then takes his huge, warm, strong hands and kneads my naked breasts. It is so calming, so much more than anything I ever got from the occasional brush I'd give them while getting dressed or out of boredom. I feel so peaceful; but at the same time, I have never had a bigger high or been so wet in my life. I don't want him to notice. I do T the same time. I am on sensory overload. And he continues to worship my chest. I open my eyes and his meet mine; he smiles at me and rests his chin just above my cleavage. I kiss his forehead. He kisses all over my breasts. He presses his face between them, moving my soft flesh all over his tingly, stubbly cheeks. He asks me to lick his fingers, and not one to question him now, I do. He takes those fingers and begins to pinch my nipples. I moan and laugh out of embarrassment. He goes back to kissing me on the lips and I focus just on his lips and fingers. I am getting very very hot. Uncomfortably hot. Uncomfortable pressure is building up in my wet virgin pussy. I try to squirm away but realize that I'd been shallowly thrusting against his thigh. I become aware for the first time in my life of what a hard penis attached to a real boy I'm crazy for feels like to brush against. He is getting very animalistic with his hands. Everywhere they can reach he's mowing over and returning to my bouncing breasts. I somehow find the courage to whimper " please, just hold me there, I feel... So close, already..." He takes one hand to return to rubbing all over my chest, and the other wanders to sit just above my butt. I'm shamelessly humping his leg now. I feel so mixed up and out I my element but I can't be bothered to think that now. It feels. So safe and so good. He massages my chest and butt. I thrust faster on him,  thrust and thrust until... "Aahhh...ah...ah...ah...ah...." I actually orgasm. With another person. Vocally. And for a long time. My body stops grinding him, but with his skillful hands on my breasts, whenever one wave comes it's like they will for me to have another. I collapse into him, hugging him. He smells awesome and radiates pride. And I from then on become an absolute maniac for hands on my breasts.

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I love this site and thought I'd share one of my sexual 'erotic' experiences; this is the first time I'll be sharing this with anyone, (except for the other person who was involved) ;).

I was at a party one night with my friends and was having a good time...went home around 1 or 2 in the morning. I was a little buzzed and I went downstairs to go on the computer and my step brother was on it. Not really sure how this all happened but next thing I knew I was on top of him kissing him and wanting him so bad, I was so nervous because our parents were home but it made it that much more exciting...he moved his hands down to my jeans and slipped them off, along with my panties..and starting licking my pussy. it felt so good and I wanted more..he asked me if it felt good and I said yes keep doing it!! Then I started sucking his cock and he said he couldn't take it anymore and he had to fuck me right now, so he got on top and we quietly fucked, I whispered in his ear 'I feel so bad' and he started fucking me harder and I was doing everything in my power not to let out a moan because it felt so good. After that night I was at another party and he was there..everyone went to sleep and there was four of us on a futon..the other two people were sleeping and all of a sudden I feel a hand softly touch my leg, I didn't object and his hand moved up to my pussy and he slowly finger fucked me for about a half an hour and ohhhh it felt so good. I love that I have a naughty little secret ;) and I hope it happens again soon.

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It was my birthday, my 14th to be exact. I had a few close girl friends over, and we played truth or dare, having promised not to go beyond making out. And that's exactly how far we went. I was super horney and my friend (lets just call her... Kristina) Kristina and I kept making out. I loved feeling our tongues touch, as we sucked face. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and told my other friends I needed to go outside to the garage to get milk and I was too scared to go alone so I brought Kristina. As soon as we turned the lights on and closed the garage door, she grabbed me and we made out, hearing her softly moaning was so hot. I quickly slipped off her shirt and bra and sucked on her nipples as she moaned loudly begging for more. I ripped off her bottoms and took her to my dad's Blazer. I laid her down in the back seat and kissed her thighs. Slowly moving upward until finally I reached her clit and licked. licking, slurping her juices as she cummed screaming my name. she did the same to me, but fingering me too while I screamed "OH! OHHHHHHH YEAH BABY! FUCKKK OOOOOHHH HARDER, HARDER YOU FUCKING SLUT OHHHHH". we69ed afterwards and feeling the vibrations of her muffled moans as she licked my clit was AMAZING. eventually we went inside to find everyone asleep, so we went to sleep cuddling & spooning

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I miss my boyfriend. He's away working all the time, but when he comes back, it's worth all the sexual frustration. He'll start by kissing me, working his way down my neck, real gentle. Eventually he can't contain himself - obvious as I can feel him get harder and harder after I've run my hand up his leg. As I do this, he starts to get rough, biting me and licking my neck, it hurts real bad, but it feels so good. This is all it takes for him to make me moan.. And by this point I can feel myself get wetter.

After I can't take him teasing me any longer, running my hand up my leg, up my skirt... He'll pin me to the bed, and get on top of me, kissing me and feeling me up. He'll keep licking my neck, working his way down my chest, feeling my breasts with one hand, and teasing me with the other as he touches me over my underwear. He'll keep licking me all over, licking my breasts, biting me, making my breathing get heavier and heavier as I try to refrain myself from moaning way too loud.

I'll slip my hand down his jeans, hearing him moan as I touch him, feeling how hard his big cock is over his boxer shorts. Just as I think he couldn't possibly get any harder, I'll slip my hand down his boxers, and he proves me wrong. It feels so good to get my hands on him, feel how warm and hard he is. My underwear is soaked by this point. As I stroke him, he'll return the favour, slowly taking off my underwear, and starts to tease me. He'll touch me, feeling how wet I am, fingering my clit, making me moan so loud that I cant control it.

As I get more and more excited, I'll stroke him faster and harder. He'll moan and grab me by the throat, getting me more aroused and even more wet, as he's still teasing my clit. He'll pull me up and then push me to the floor, telling me to "suck it". It's so hot when he gets rough and demanding.

I'll lick him down, him real slow with the tip of my tongue, watching his cock get harder as I tease him. I'll pull his foreskin right back and lick the tip of his cock, knowing how sensitive it is. I'll keep doing this as I feel his legs. And just before he's about to cum, I'll push him to the bed, and kneel between his legs, and keep sucking, hard and fast. As he moans louder, I'll slow down, teasing him till he cant take it any more, and then I'll pick up the speed again, stroking the base of his cock as I do this. I cant control myself by this point, getting so horny feeling his hard cock in my mouth, so I touch myself, rubbing my clit. The feeling is so intense when your hands are soaking wet. Not long after, he'll cum in my mouth, and I swallow... He tastes so good...

He'll push me off him and get on top of me again, starting to tease me, rubbing my clit as he kisses, bites and licks my neck, but this time he works his way down biting at my nipples, licking them. And when I least expect it, he'll ram his fingers into me, making me scream so loud. He'll fuck me with his fingers so hard my legs start to shake, and before I'm about to come really hard, I get this tingling feeling all over, and I scream so much it sounds like I'm in pain.

I'll get on top of him again, and sit on his hard cock, feeling it against my clit. I keep kissing him as he's lying down, feeling him moan as his lips touch mine. I'll rub my clit against his cock, it feels so good. He begs me to let him  fuck me, but I ignore him, as it feels so good to control him, and tease him until he can't take it. We keep doing this until we're both moaning so loud, holding on to each other. In the moments before he's about to cum, I feel him getting harder against my clit, and that sets me off. I cum again, like I've never came before, I've soaked his hard cock as I came, and he cums again, all over his stomach. I'll go down on him, licking him clean, working my way down his groin, licking his hard cock, then I'd kiss him real soft, still stroking him, as he gently touches my clit. And by this point, I'm shaking.

Before I could even think about having him inside me, he had to leave. It just shows how effective foreplay is - sometimes (in my case anyway,) it's all that's needed.  There's still so much I'd love to do/have him do - I can be a very creative thinker in my spare time... In the mean time, I keep myself occupied by just thinking about it while he's away...

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Can remember my first orgasm so clearly, I was 13 and me and a group, including my younger brother, used to play a game called bulldog, once you were caught you got pinned down for 30 seconds by the group, inevitably hands ended up everywhere, and boys being boys, they took every opportunity to grope the girls, after several times of being mauled at and having my young breasts groped, I ended up pinned by about 5 others, one of whom slid his hand under my top and over my young sensitive nipples, as I twisted to escape the groper my young brother's leg ended up jammed between mine, and as I twisted on his knee, trying to escape, I found myself thrusting on him, and let out a gasp, as my first orgasm rattled through me, he had no idea what had happened, and to this day, I still fantasize about; it whilst rubbing on a pillow pretending its his leg

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I first started masturbating when I was 14. It was possibly one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me. When I was about 12 years old, I started getting my first taste of sexual feelings but I had no idea what I was actually feeling. I didn't process these feelings as being sexual, I thought sex was disgusting and I never wanted to do it. The fantasies were always about a guy and although there was never any obvious sexual things going on in the dreams (there was barely any kissing), I realize looking back on them that I was getting turned on by the stuff I was picturing. (They were usually situations where guys would 'rescue' me from dangerous situations and the like.) For the next year or two after this I started getting noticeably horny. After a while, I was able to figure out what was going on, but I didn't know what to do about it. I used the internet quite a bit and tried to educate myself, but I was just not old enough at the time to know what I was doing. I tried rubbing myself, I humped rolled up blankets and pillows, but I didn't know what I was going after or how to figure out what pleasured me. I was just mindlessly trying things to get that horny feeling to go away. My first experience of sexual pleasure happened on accident. It was the summer before my sophomore year in high school, and I was in the shower. I was sitting down on the shower floor and relaxing (something I used to do all the time.) At one point water that had gone through my hair had formed sort of a jet stream (this is kind of hard to explain) and it hit my clitoris. I found this somewhat pleasurable, so I started swaying my head lightly back and forth and the water started moving back and forth over my clit. After about a minute or two, I felt the strangest sensation and if I think about it hard enough I can totally recapture that feeling of experiencing 'sex' for the first time. It felt warm and kind of tingly. It was unlike anything I had ever felt, and it was almost a bit frightening the first time. I had never felt anything pleasurable down there. I was also extremely excited because before this I came to the conclusion that it was impossible for me to orgasm. I wasn't brave enough to bring myself to orgasm the first time (I was worried my family would hear me, thankfully I am fully capable of being silent while I masturbate... I didn't know that at the time, however.) but I spent quite a bit of time later that day trying to remember what that feeling felt like. I was eager to take a shower the next day and recreate this experience. I pulled my hair behind my shoulder, sat down, and sat directly under the shower head. Once again, the water streamed down and if I moved my head a bit, I could somewhat control the stream. It was a pretty difficult thing to do but that was the only way I could get off back then. Every day I kept pushing myself farther and farther, until finally I had a real orgasm. I don't think it was a particularly memorable one. I do vaguely remember it, but it doesn't stand out in my mind. I do remember over stimulating afterwards and trying to keep prolonging the orgasm until the stimulation hurt. Eventually I figured out when to stop stimulation, and I had much better orgasms afterwards. I do sometimes wish I could go back to that first week of masturbation and re-experience those very first moments of pleasure. Now masturbation is a normal thing for me and although I really enjoy it, it doesn't have that same 'new' feeling that was indescribable and unlike anything I had ever felt at the time.

Over the next few months, I continued to masturbate almost every time I took a shower. It was a difficult technique I used, but I still was unable to use my hands. I've never used a vibrator, but I assume the water stream was a similar feeling. During the early stages of my masturbation journey, I needed the extra stimulation. I wasn't quite a full-blown sexual being and I was still figuring out what I liked fantasy-wise and technique-wise. For about the first month, I never thought of coupling my masturbation with fantasy. The feeling was new enough to me that the pleasure itself was able to bring me to orgasm. It did take me quite a while to finish, sometimes over 30 minutes.

Initially, when I added in sexual fantasy it was about women. I wouldn't say that I have ever been personally attracted to women, but at the time it was easiest to picture because I myself am a women, I see plenty of naked women, and although I was sexually attracted to men, I wasn't attracted to the idea of penetration or anything quite so sexual. It was actually only this last March (still during my sophomore year of high school) that I first started feeling real sexual desire for a person that was specific and intense. I was watching a tv show for the first time and was extremely attracted to one guy on the show. Later that night, while I was masturbating, I pictured myself making out with him. It turned me on a lot and for the next couple of weeks, I was able to bring myself to orgasm just by imagining myself making out with him and innocent stuff like that. There were some slightly more inappropriate things, like me grabbing his cock through his jeans or pressing against his cock through his jeans, but it still wasn't sex. After this, I continued to have more and more sexual fantasies. I did start exploring some porn, but none of it appealed to me yet. Mostly, I would imagine lying on top of naked men and making out with them, and maybe a little bit of penetration. Over time, my fantasies became more and more explicitly sexual.

My first time masturbating out of the shower was just this last September (beginning of my junior year). I had grown accustomed to the shower, but felt that it was a bit inconvenient to only be able to masturbate when I was showering. I also realized it was a bit dysfunctional to only be able to get off that way. The first time I tried touching myself, it was a bit difficult to figure out what I was doing and my first time getting off it took 45 minutes or so. I eventually figured out a rhythm and movement that I liked (I use my left and, put the middle finger over the clit, put my pointer and ring finger over my lips, and move in a slightly circular motion up and down in varying speeds. This is my favorite way to get off using my hands but at this point I can get off most any way). The first few times I did it, it felt very strange not doing it in the shower. It took a while for me to feel sexual in a place other than in the shower, it took a while to feel sexual when I wasn't covered in water, and it took a while for me to feel sexual when I wasn't naked. The first few times I did it, I had to make the fantasies much dirtier than usual or I would get bored and lose track of what I was doing. I attached the shower to masturbation so it was definitely strange doing it at first, but at this point in time I haven't masturbated in the shower for several months and have a much easier time doing it in my room.

My first times using my hands, I usually made sure nobody was home so I wouldn't get caught, and I would get into my bed, pull the sheets over my head, and try to get off. Eventually, I grew more and more used to masturbating this way and was able to come just as quickly as I did in the shower. Without porn, I typically come within 15-20 minutes. With porn, it would probably take me about 5 minutes, but I usually prolong it.

I don't remember exactly how I got started with porn, but at this point I prefer using porn along with my own fantasies. I'm very picky about the porn I watch. I do watch regular porn from redtube. I wish there was some free porn designed for women, all the sites I've found force you to become a member. So I had to settle for the redtube. I try to look for videos where either the guy is attractive, or you can't see him well. I feel disgusted watching videos where the guy is old or fat. I can't get off to that. He either needs to be attractive, or his face no visible so I can imagine it being a more attractive guy. I also try to look for videos where the girls aren't super annoying. My main pet peeve is girls making really loud, fake moaning sounds. The light moaning I do enjoy. The ones where you're like, ok this girl is either a really good actress or she is experiencing some real pleasure from this guy. I definitely don't want a video where both people are staying silent. But I don't see the appeal in these girls screaming and making the fakest moaning sounds. (These also tend to be the same videos with the fat or ugly guys.. uhmm.) Basically, I would like the girl to not be calling all the attention to herself and stay quieter. (ok, I know these videos were meant for men but I would still like some free porn of my own and I have some 'requirements'.) My dream videos would be ones where both the guy and the girl are slim, young, and reasonably attractive. They wouldn't be making fake moaning noises and they would actually be getting off. They would also be using positions that I find attractive. I've never actually had sex myself, but in my fantasizing there are certain positions that I 'like' i.e.; i find the idea of them attractive, i like the way I imagine it to feel. My favorite would be me on top of the guy, but I also like the typical boring missionary position and I like the idea of a guy picking me up and fucking me against a wall. I also like videos were the man gives the women oral sex. I was never interested in this until recently. A lot of days I'm horny but I'm not in the mood for imagining cock. Sometimes I just like imagining a guy eating me out. I hate it when there's a video where the girl sucks the guy off but doesn't get any in return.

I typically watch 3-5 porn videos every time I masturbate, and I like to skip through the videos to get to my favorite part. I don't care about the dialogue / beginning of the story, and I don't usually watch the oral stuff unless I'm in the mood for it. A lot of times I'll also replay a favorite part. I'll also leave the video playing and listen to it while I imagine my own fantasies.

At this point, masturbation is a pretty regular thing. Sometimes, I do every single day. Sometimes I go a week without doing it. Whatever I have time for and am in the mood for. I haven't been doing it for long, but it's a journey I'm grateful I went on because I feel so sexually liberated and it's just something I enjoy. I'm no longer humping pillows and trying to figure out how to get off. I feel very in control of my arousal and my sexuality. I know exactly how to channel my desire and how to control my orgasm. And I feel very ready for whenever I decide to do the real thing.

Now, onto the good stuff. This is a list I've compiled over the past year of all of my good sexual fantasies. Some of these are a little embarrassing, but I'm posting the full list. This is actually in chronological order from my first explicit sexual fantasy to my most recent. (One other thing, most of the time I fantasize about River Viiperi or other male models. But especially River Viiperi. I don't know what exactly it is about him, but I will always come really quickly if he's the one I'm fantasizing about. However, when I refer to 'him' I'm not referring specifically to River or anybody specific, just the guy in my fantasy.)

- Just thinking about his cock. Touching his cock, licking his cock, pressing against his cock, etc.
- Him sitting on a chair or on top of something, and me sitting on him the other way and rubbing against his cock.
- Him masturbating.
- Him lying on top of me, naked.
- Him kissing me really hard and his cock pressed against me.
- Grabbing his cock while we kiss.
- Me sitting on a bed with him standing up in front of me, my legs wrapped around his waist.
- Me taking off his clothes / him taking off mine.
- Him laying down naked (I typically imagined him actually being in the tub because that's where I used to masturbate) and me on top of him, us kissing with his cock pressed against me, and then we start fucking.
- Us fucking with our clothes on (hard to describe, I imagine we are in such a hurry to fuck each other we just lift up my skirt and unzip his jeans.) This specific fantasy I also imagined being in a barn but I'm not sure why.
- Him holding me against a wall and fucking and when we both come we fall over on top of each other.
- 'Just thinking about him.'
- Him holding me and us kissing passionately.
- Us dancing suggestively with each other / 'grinding'
- Us fucking out in an extremely public place, like a park
- Him sitting in the front seat of his car and me riding him
- Thinking about his thick cock inside of me
- Me lying on the bed with my legs in the air and him standing up over and me while he kind of waves back and forth and slowly fucks me
- Thinking about him and how horny he must be and imagining him getting off
- Imagining myself holding him tight while I come
- Him on top of me, pumping in and out really fast and banging against my clit
- Me rubbing his cock against my pussy but not putting it in yet, teasing us both
- Feeling full of cock, feeling him inside of me
- Us fucking in the shower and he picks me up presses me against the wall, my legs wrapped around his hips, and feeling all helpless in his strong arms and about to come, and he kisses me (along with making me really horny, this fantasy totally made me swoon)
- Him stroking my pussy while we kiss
- Him sitting on a chair or sofa while I ride him, and him grabbing my ass / slapping my ass / rubbing my ass / touching my ass
- Us fucking at a party in front of lots of people
- Us fucking in a school bathroom stall between classes
- Him bouncing me up and down with his cock in my pussy
- Me feeling him / kissing him all over
- Him sitting and me sitting on top of him the opposite way (I think there is a name for this position, lotus or something like that) and us kissing and fucking and feeling each other all over and holding each other tight
- Him looking at me sexually / with that 'hungry' look in his eyes
- Him picking me up while we kiss (I have kind of a fetish for a guy picking me up with my arms around his shoulders and my legs wrapped around him, this has always been my best fantasy) and I get really horny and can't take it anymore and start fucking him
- Him on top and fucking me really hard and rough
- Him eating me out, me at the edge of the bed, him holding my hands, licking my clit, fucking me with his tongue, me riding his tongue, pulling him closer.

There are probably more that haven't been 'documented' but those are all I have.

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My first sexual experience with a boy was when I was 15. I didn't want to go all the way with my boyfriend, who at the time was 17, so we started really slowly at first. We would sit in his basement making out and I would let him fondle my breasts and he liked to play with my nipples. Then after a few weeks I would let him suck my nipples - which he would do for hours! That would get me so incredibly wet! Then one day after playing for a while, he asked me if he could stroke his cock in front of me. Watching him masturbate was such a turn on, but I still wasn't ready for much more than that. A few weeks later I would allow him to suck my nipples while he stroked himself. I guess he noticed that I was moaning at the sensations and he asked if I was wet - and I said yes. Without asking permission he put his hand up my skirt to feel. I was extremely uncomfortable with this and asked him to stop, but secretly I thought it felt incredible! He felt really bad and apologized and started to pull his pants up - I didn't want him to leave so I told him that when he touched me it was really hot. He asked me if I had ever had an orgasm. I bushed and said no! He asked if he could try to give me one with his hand. By this time I'd seen him come about 20 times or so. I pulled off my panties and he put his finger right on my clit and started to circle it. I came within 60 seconds and it was so powerful I fell off the couch! After I recovered I asked him how he knew so much about this sort of thing and he told me he had spent hours online researching (and jerking off). So he got his laptop and showed me the sites where he learned how to pleasure a woman. We spent days on that website trying as many things as we could! Mutual masturbation and oral sex were first. We became extremely good at those but then I realized the more times he put his fingers inside me the more I wanted his penis in me.  So the day before my 16th birthday - which was his 18th birthday we had sex for the first time. Because he already knew how to bring me to orgasm it was incredible! We have been together for 10 years and just got married this past September. The sex has only got better. The most adventurous thing we have done is have sex on camera for a random stranger in a chat room... 

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I believe that my fantasies are a result of early experience. My dad's family moved from Ohio to Arkansas in the 1930's. He and my mother grew up in the same farm community where everyone knows everybody and everyone's dirty, hidden secrets. I heard tales of taboo sex, incest, rape (she was asking for it) and pedophilia seemed to run rampant.
Don't snigger and say, "Oh, Arkansas, that normal."

Both parents had big families. There were 12 children in Dad's and 11 living children in Moms. Mom tried to watch us and keep us away from funny uncles. She was a "Born again Christian", which just added to the hypocrisy.

I remember masturbating  around age 4 and getting the beating of my young life. Mom was always calling me names I did not understand and accusing me of doing acts which were disgusting, (when my eldest sister told me what it meant) and interesting.

I have not been able to talk to my psychologist or my psychiatrist about most of these things because I am ashamed that I get sexually excited, wet and extremely horney when I think about them. How do you tell a doctor that you fantasize about being seduced, raped or playing the whore for your father, Grandpa, uncles, aunts or being forced to fuck his card playing buddies, fucked to pay off his gambling debts, sold to a whore house after running away so he can watch me being abused and can fuck and abuse me when he wants to while the camera record every degrading act.

How can I admit that when having sex I can almost always come if I fantasize about being caught reading my dad's porno books while dressed in mom's lingerie with my face made up like a streetwalker? I've masturbated to this fantasy since my eldest sister showed me a picture in a book from his stash so I would know what a man's dick looked like hard. She told and show pictures of what they did with them. The book was about a man who just loved his family.

I have never been able to tell my ex-husbands or boyfriends about my fantasies. The man I have been in a relationship with for a year and a half has tried to get me to explore this website for over a year. Today I found the stories. (Stories turn me on more than pictures or videos.) I don't trust anyone enough to tell them about my fantasies. He has urged me to share. I enjoy Cumming and don't want to give up my fantasies even if it means I am sick. (Not to mention divine retribution.) My mother would have killed and disowned me if she had known. I think my siblings would turn from me in disgust.

I was a teacher. I could spot kids that were being physically abused and sexually abused after being their teacher for about 2 months. In real life I get angry with parents that punish harshly or beat their children. I feel extreme anger at men who sexually molest girls and beat their wives or girlfriends. I never felt sexually titillated by any of the hardships my students or friends faced. I don't like the stories where mothers have sex or fantasies about their sons or teachers and students. (Perhaps because I have a son and I taught for 25 years.) I was unmerciful in reporting abuse and getting victim to tell.

So why does the idea of fucking my father excite me? Why does knowing that when he was alive that he would have fucked me silly if I had lay down and spread my legs?

How do I know it if safe to read & write about this taboo subject? I know many family stories that are great masturbation or fantasy material if a person has that particular kink.

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I am 18 now, and I masturbate since I'm 15.

It started when my best friend gave me a romantic book that included some sex-scenes. They aroused me a lot, but not until one chapter, where a lonely male main character masturbated, I got the thought of relieving myself as well. I just touched myself outside while reading, and not much else happened. But later that night, I began exploring my vagina again, even entering with my fingers. It took me two hours until I reached my first orgasm, but from then on, I knew how to do it and now I can make it even as fast as 2minutes if I'm busy and horny :)

A few weeks later, I was already masturbation regularly, I found a quite innocent sex scene with my favorite actor. It aroused me so much, that I instantly started rubbing my clit, although my mum could have entered my room at any moment. The following night, I had my period. So I started to have fantasies about that sex scene, and managed to have an orgasm without even stimulating my vagina in any way. It was a great experience, to know what I could do with my imagination!

With that I came to look at arousing pictures, and when I was on an exchange year, I had some talks with my two best male friends about pornos. (I might have to add here, that in my home town I barely talk to guys, although I don't know why... before the exchange year I had been really shy and afterwards I had no interest anymore.) So not much later, I watched my first porno with 16, and it's still my main source if I want quick release.

Writing this, I just remember that when I was a child, I liked to play with my nipples, making them hard and soft and hard and soft again. Also, I liked to not-go to toilet for as long as possible and let a few drops drop into my underwear because it made me feel "funny" down there. Weird, I know, but I was a child :)

Also, I used to play with a friend a game: One would leave the room and the other would prepare the bed with all different kind of things, before she'd lead the other one (who had to close her eyes) inside and lay on top of the bed, and the one whose preparation felt "the most real" would win (although I don't remember that we both really knew what we were playing there, and we both didn't know anything about how "it" felt). Also, later we'd play the following scene: We meet two guys in a café and they'd stay at our home for the night, but in the other room. When we slept, the men would get up and watch us. Later, we'd play we'd have sex with them, but since we didn't know that there were things like condoms, we'd say the guys would pull the socks over their cocks.

I also had my first real "sexual" experience during the exchange year. I had and immense crush on one of the other exchange students, and we were really close friends. But he first tried to become the boyfriend of some girl I didn't know, and when that hadn't worked out, he was suddenly together with one of my best friends (let's call her Ina) there. It was really really difficult for me, because he hadn't told me, but Ina did, after I told her I had a crush on him. Of course I said it was okay, but when I came home, I cried myself to sleep. It was really painful.

The next two weeks were even worse, because he was so distant suddenly, until... he told me he wanted to break up with Ina, and that he just wanted me to know. I was confused, but his bus came at that moment and I didn't have the opportunity to tell him he shouldn't do it. I really didn't want them to break up, because it would make everything even more difficult for me and I loved Ina a lot! But I couldn't catch up with him the next morning so it was too late. The next day he asked me to become his girlfriend. My heart skipped a beat, because all the time before I had always received the message from boys at home that I was ugly (which I'm not :P), and before I could even think clearly, I had already agreed.

I felt terribly bad toward Ina and acted like a bitch without knowing it, ignoring my other friends without noticing it. Ina took it the best and it was her who opened my eyes to how I broke promises and acted bitchy... Again I cried the whole night and the next day in school, since the only thing I wanted to do was to make peace with my friends again, but they wouldn't even let me talk to them. Finally, I got my friends back, but it was a hard time, and I'm extremely thankful for that. At least, I've learned a lot in that process.

But back to the sexual experience:

My new boyfriend had only two months before he had to go back to his country, so he pushed a little. Within only one week we were already standing half naked in the corner of a locked classroom. I gave my best to keep some control, but his puppy eyes always got me. I still felt selfconsious about my body, especially my legs, so I had didn't want to take off my school uniform skirt. That didn't keep him from fingering me between the thighs. It was not bad, but not as pleasant as when I masturbated

Then one day he asked me "I've got only one wish before I leave." He asked me to promise it before I even knew what it was about. He wanted to see me naked just once. The question caught me off guard - I had seen him naked already, I had even given him a handjob, and was completely comfortable with that, but me naked?! Finally, his puppy eyes made me say yes once again.

We had no possibility to go to my or his host parents' house, so once again we ended up in a classroom after school - it was actually a very safe place, you were able to lock them from the inside.

So us both naked, we started kissing and touching again, and it was just okay enough for me. But then he made me sit down on a chair and looked at me more closely. I felt really uncomfortable! And suddenly he took his erection and tried to enter me. I jumped up and told him I didn't want this. It took long talking to get him to senses again - I would not get pregnant in my exchange year. But afterward I really felt like shit because I was so angry at him but hadn't yelled although I had really felt like it, and he was really close to simply forcing me.

It was a good decision, to stop there! When he left, his first eMail was "don't write 'I love you', it's completely over, we've already talked about this before I left" also (yes we did talk about it, and I was fine with that, I had only written it as I write it to any good friend). His second eMail - a response to my confused and really pissed off mail - was in a nicer tone, but made me cry the third time through the night, saying he had only used me as to forget his first girlfriend who had left him before he had gone his exchange year. I felt so... I can't even explain this.

And now he's got another girlfriend in his country, we're still writing on Facebook sometimes, and he told me over Skype he'd come to my country in two years to study and if I would take him back as a boyfriend then. And still I didn't yell at him, although he'd really deserve a beating for the way he treats his girlfriends.