I was young, curious and full of pent-up energy. I was ready to explore the uncharted territory between my legs. I had heard whispers and giggles from my friends about “doing it” with their fingers until they reached a mind-blowing climax. Intrigued and itching to experience it for myself, I decided to take the plunge one lazy summer afternoon while my parents were out.
I nervously ventured into my room, heart pounding with anticipation and a touch of fear. What would I find down there? Would it feel good, or weird? I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this, but my body ached for relief. Stripping off my panties with trembling hands, I spread my legs wide, gazing at my most intimate area. Soft, pink and glistening with arousal, my pussy beckoned me to touch it.
With a deep breath, I trailed a tentative finger along my slit, shuddering at the first electric sparks of pleasure. I gathered some of the slick fluid, rubbing tight circles around my clit. The intense sensations made my head spin and toes curl. “Oh fuck,” I moaned, the secret joy of it forbidden yet thrilling.
Gathering my courage, I worked a finger inside my tight, silky entrance, amazed at how wet and welcoming my body became. Slowly pumping, I matched the rhythm of my clit caresses. The pressure built, coiling tighter and tighter in my core until a tsunami of euphoria crashed through me.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I cried out in ecstasy, my first orgasm rippling in unending waves. I collapsed back in a tangle of limbs, mind blown and pussy throbbing in the afterglow. I had discovered a wondrous secret, one that now belonged to me. My body was a vessel of pleasure and I couldn’t wait to explore it more. That day marked the beginning of an intimate relationship with my own desire, a journey of self-love and sexual awakening. Little did I know the many more orgasms I had in store.
Would you want to relive this experience with me….
