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Hi love reading everyone's experiences. I am 42 years old and I have a twin sister. My sister and I love pleasing each other . We love sucking each others clit I spread her bald pussy lips open I tickle her clit then I suck her clit hard and finger her pussy so much juice flows.

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I would like to share the experience of my first time without a committed boyfriend of higher age and without any pain and regrets. Due to the fact as there is nothing wrong with you when you are older than eighteen or so not having had sex.

I was twenty years old, as there never was the right moment or the right guy for me. I have never had a boyfriend and had been kissed once when I was seventeen. I admit I am a rather peckish girl and to get me, I have to want him. Last year I fell in love with a fellow student of mine and I felt a very emotional longing to be with him, making him part of my fantasies and felt a craving for him that really hurt. But as I found out he did not only have a girlfriend but he would also make out with another girls he liked I was clever enough to withdraw and not get my heart broken. But he made me aware of my sexual desire and needs.

Only a month later I came across another guy whom I particularly liked and we met a month later, because we gave a teaching together, and I stayed at his place.

I was rather anxious never having been so long in the sole company of a man to whom I was somehow in love. In the evening we would sit together on the sofa and listen to music. Due to my fatigue and his, we were the next day sitting even closer together and he was stroking my hair and caressing my neck and my back. I really liked and enjoyed that, and I would have loved to kiss him and even more to be kissed by him. But he wouldn't do that. He just made me go to bed and left me alone.

It was hell lying there in HIS bed knowing he was sleeping in the next room, while all I was longing for was, him lying next to me and simply being there. I finally managed to sleep due to exhaustion and my alcohol level.

The next day he showed me around his town and we were back on totally normal friend talk, not so much as his arm around my waist, and I was thinking this might have been due to our drinking last night.

But when we were finally back at his place we were cuddling again on the sofa listening to music while it would get later and later, and I was looking at the clock knowing I had to leave in the morning. This evening none of us was drunk and we were sitting there, each of us with a cup of hot tea in their hands, at 3 o'clock in the morning. Must have looked amazing ;-)

The he decided that he was taking a shower while I sat on the sofa and closed my eyes, because I was tired and exhausted. When he came back he wanted to make me go to bed but I refused getting up and he volunteered to get me a blanket and sleep with me on the couch. I wouldn't open my eyes so he couldn't see my joy of finally having him getting to lay beside me and he moved me around so we were laying next to each other, my head resting on his chest and I could feel his heart beat. Oh how lucky and satisfied I felt.

Then he started to gently stroke along my spine and caressing me like the day before, continuing further down to my butt.

After that he removed my shirt and bra, and I lay there in front of him, as he was sitting now between my wide open legs. He was then sucking my nipples and moving his mouth down to my pants, pulled off my jeans (after feeling how hot I had become between my legs) and stroked my vulva. He then released me from my underwear and started really off with his tongue and fingers, doing things to me I just found my self longing for, with me thrusting my hips toward him, while he would continue, and from time to time came up to me kissing my mouth and nipples, while his magic fingers continued their work.

When we both grew tired of this, he stopped and laid my head back on his chest and I told him how much I had liked that.

When we both had recovered a bit he started again, and this time he let me feel through his pants his erection and made me ask him if he had any condoms laying around (I was really proud of myself to think of that as I am not taking any sort of birth control and I had no idea about with whom he had slept etc., as I hardly knew him, something I can highly recommend, cause it wouldn't stop him from what we had in mind).

He said that he had some in his bedroom, so we went in there. I was all the time rather amused about myself and the fact that I was still thinking coherent thoughts, as you will see. When we lay down I took off his pants and he put on the condom and asked me if I would give him a blow-job. I admit I was actually to scared to do so (seeing an erect penis for the first time, and a rather big one, I had no desire to show him that I had no real idea how to do it). I thought rather quickly and decided for the wonderful sentence, "I want to feel you in me, deep down in me," with the right amount of sighing and pleading (I know it is not the nicest thing to do, but I couldn't help but manipulate him even then and there, because I wouldn't want to kill the mood. After I asked for what to do next, I removed his pants, with him smiling like I was a coquettish vamp, for asking so. I had no desire after that failed attempt to make him aware of this being my first time) and then he entered me rather carefully and started. He took me over completely, changing my position from time to time, always aware with what he was doing was good for me or not.

During the heat of the action we both really got off... I was biting him and thrusting my long fingernails into his back, which he really liked, while he kissed me so hard I wonder whether this could still be called with such a soft word as kiss. Then he would take my arms and look them over my head with one hand and put the other one around my throat and choke me. I really liked it and was rather sad that it was over after he came.

Afterward, I can say I do not regret having done it with him, I also told him later that I was in love with him and that it had been my first time (he hardly believed it, telling me that he then would have been much more careful on me, but I guess I prefer being handled a bit more rough). We are still writing letters, and will probably see each other again, and I would love to have sex with him again, but I guess it would not be in my best interest, as I try to get him out of my mind, for I believe I am rather a girl searching for a relationship than occasional sex.

I would also say that I'm thankful for that experience and even more thankful that it happened to me when I was old enough to get along with it and being mature enough to handle the situation with him.

Don't rush yourself girls, but seize the moment!

(sorry for misspelling and grammar mistakes, English is not my native tongue)

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Hey! First, I'd just like to say thanks for this site - it makes me feel like I'm not alone.

I've been with my boyfriend for about two years now He is the HOTTEST MAN I HAVE EVER MET. Just being in the same room as him makes me wet and we have sex almost every day.

Last night, we came home from a dinner with friends. For a while we just sat on the couch watching movies. There was a sex scene, and I started getting kind of horny. I sat on his lap, straddling him, and we started making out. Soon he was rubbing my swollen clit through my panties. It felt so good I was about to cum. He stopped just before I could and I nearly started crying. "Do you want me to keep going?" He asked. He was smirking, he loves making me beg. "Yes!" I said. "What do you want me to do?" "I want you to rub my clit! Please make me cum! I want it!" He made me take off my clothes and lay down. He got on top of me and started fingering me while looking right into my eyes. "Fuck yes! Don't stop!" I screamed. I screamed his name when I came.

He let me recover a bit before he put his rock-hard, throbbing cock in my dripping pussy and started thrusting. Then he started rubbing me again and sucking my nipple and I couldn't stand it. "Do you like that? Does it feel good when I fuck you like that?" he asked me. I came long and hard, screaming so loudly he had to kiss me as hard as he could so the neighbors wouldn't hear. It was so intense I was shaking. He finally came deep in my pussy.

We cuddled on the couch and fell asleep there.

Just writing this made me so horny I have to go masturbate! Happy humping!

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Hello. Whale is just my internet name. I am a Chinese girl, 19 years old. As many people know Asians are very "traditional". And yes that is right, almost everyone here is "close-minded", no one ever dares to talk about sex. I am quite sure that my parents and sister have heard me masturbating, they think is wrong, but they never know how to talk about it and not wanting to talk about it with me. Everyone here is embarrassed to say it and subconsciously think that is wrong and dirty. And to be honest, until now I did too. I used to browse this website in bed with my phone, because I am afraid I would get caught if I browse by my computer. Now I do just because I want to type my story.

I started masturbating when I was about 11. (I doubt if I would have sexual feelings before this age) I thought I was mature enough, I looked for Hentais videos. I love Japanese anime so what I watch is Hentais, not real porn. That turns me on a lot. I love tentacles and licks. (Sometimes I would just think of tentacles in real life, one of my fantasies) I even thought crazily about I was being tied up and held up by tentacles, being rubbed and sucked or licked. I didn't even know I had my clit at that time, I just knew when I touched that spot, it had greater feelings then the spots around my vulva. I love touching it very much, maybe I'm addicted. Sometimes being a naughty kid, I would use my mother's back massager when she went working. (I never do it now because she quit her job.) And I put the massager right there on my clit, let it "massage" un till I orgasm.

I had messy relationship on the internet, I thought I could handle that. One of those guys always has "dirty thoughts" about me, he always starts a story that about me teasing him. I do like it, because I feel loved, his words are soft and gentle, not sounding like he want my body only. That made me feel being taken care of, and I enjoyed writing those stories with him. Sometimes when I read those stories again I would feel horny, and I began to touch myself, following how he said, from kissing my cheeks, lips, neck, collar bone, breasts, nipples, then stomach,belly button... to slowly down there to my pussy. I will get wet when I think about it (I mean now I do too). But now I don't want to write those stories anymore, because I feel guilty for my boyfriend, like cheating.

What I like most is fingering myself, having 2 fingers in my vagina, and rub around the wall of it, sometimes rubbing the G-spot. I do like to rub my clit too, that gets me wet, and I will use the wetness of myself to rub my clit, then rub faster, until I orgasm. Most of the time I will get exhausted. To me, masturbating is something to make myself feel good and happy, I don't know why some really random times when I reach my climax, I feel like crying, my tears fall, but I am sure I am happy, like I got my pressures away. And I found I can't sleep if I don't masturbate (unless I am really tired that day). I feel bad about it sometimes, and that makes me know I am addicted to it.

Masturbating makes myself more confident (although I don't know why), and I am quite sure it makes me body shape better, because it makes my care about my appearance more someone had mentioned this before and I agree, and also, I guess, it uses up lots of energy while you touch yourself, that's why you feel hot, like doing sports, means that it exercise your body.

By the way, I had tried the shower head technique, using full power of water shooting it directly to my clit, but I find it painful, I don't know why. I would like to try just let the water flow out of the tap next time, hope that would be better.

This website is a real comfort to me, letting me know I am not alone. But until now I doubt about "is masturbating a bad thing?" , because something that many people do doesn't mean it is right. I am not saying it is wrong, or maybe just because I was born in a traditional culture. Except from reading the stories and techniques you have (which is really nice and amazing) , I think the information of the site is really educational. I appreciate the owner of the website, I see the great efforts and thanks for you all.

Sorry for long passage, I hope you enjoy it. And sorry if I make wrong grammar...

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So okay. First I'm jessie and I'm 16. My boyfriend and I have done a lot of crazy shit iN bed but this has to be the best!!! I love it when he talks dirty to me and start to grope me while kissing. He alsoo will rub my stomach under my clothes before he takes them off of me. Then he'll slowly start to undress me and caress my body. Then he will tease me by kissing me all over my body! Guys this will really turn on your girl! Then he goes for it, he kisses my mouth then kisses my pussy, as if it was my mouth. But he doesn't lick my clit yet... he will finger me until I buck then he will lick my clit using the ABC method. (This is when you move your tongue as if you were writing the letters out.) Then I start to air grind because it feels so damn good! He will stop and go, varying his speeds but not to dramatic yet.... when the job is done and he's got da goods he'll go down on me so hard because I'm so whet! I love it when he does this to me! Then I give him the best blow job he ever had for doing me so damn nice! Good luck guys.