My First "time"

I remember I was about 5 or 6 at the time. I was using the bathroom and when I wiped myself, it felt kind of good. A couple nights before, I had fallen asleep watching a movie with my parents. There were a couple sex scenes and I guess my dad thought I was asleep so he didn't bother changing it. Well I remember opening my eyes to the scene of a woman riding a man in a bed as a guy was tied up in a chair being forced to watch. I remember hearing lots of grunts and not knowing what was happening but it made me warm and fuzzy down there. So I thought more about that scene as I was wiping myself over and over again with toilet paper. But then my mom called me down for dinner so I stopped.

But later that night, I was laying down on the floor trying to sleep (for some reason didn't want to sleep in my bed that night) and I licked my finger and just roamed it around down there. I noticed a little lump near where I peed that felt good when I touched it. Well I kind of just kept roaming around and being like "hmm guess this is what it feels like" and I remember thinking "well this is nice but nothing worth screaming about!" but then I noticed that the faster I switched that little lump, the better it felt. I thought back to the sex scene I had seen, the one I described above. I started to feel even better. I then thought about my kindergarten teacher, and how pretty she was, and I started to imagine her in a bathing suit (we had a pool part earlier that month) and then I imagined a really handsome man kissing her, and then doing to her what I was doing to myself.

Before I knew it, I couldn't control myself anymore. The feeling was unbearably wonderful and it was all hot and slippery down there. I just kept going, thinking "okay now I see why that lady was making so much noise". I must have kept this going for about a minute or so, but it felt like forever. And it wasn't stopping so I thought "well I'm not tired, if this is as good as it gets I'll just go for another hour or so until I get sleepy." But then, everything changed. My legs started twitching and my toes involuntarily started to curl. My breath got really short, my finger started flicking that pleasure **** more and more and more and faster and faster and faster. My hips started thrusting up to the ceiling and my back arched and.....I experienced my first ******. I was in such shock that even if I was alone, I don't think I could have mustered out a sound. The ****** itself most have lasted maybe 10 or 15 seconds? Longer than they are now. But I relished every second.

When it was done, I just laid there in the dark, eyes wide open staring at the ceiling. I was still burning and tingling in my crotch, hand was shaking from working so hard. That. Was. Sex. (or so I thought at the time)

I started doing that to myself every night before bed. I got really good. I slowly went through every adult I knew and imagined them having sex. I'm a heterosexual female, but I always got turned out imagining all these women topless with their boobs bouncing around. Maybe it's because I didn't really know what a penis looked like at the time?

It took about another two years before I realized that I was mastur***ing. Still do it to this day.
whattupcop whattupcop
2 Responses Dec 5, 2012

I love this story. I'm so glad that you have been able to enjoy your sexuality for so many extra years. I wish you would write about more of your experiences.

At 5? Tough luck. Poor pedophiliac ****. And you're obviously not a woman.