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My siblings and I used to play hide-and-seek when we were little. (I was 11 and he was 14 at the time of this story). One day my brother found me hiding in my closet and instead of making me 'it,' he made a deal with me. I would quietly follow instructions and not say a word afterwords. He slowly felt and fondled my breasts (they were already a B cup) through my shirt and told me to lower my pants to my knees. I did and he told me to put my hand over my pussy and rub it. I did and soon asked him why my hand was getting wet and he said don't worry about it, it's normal. Then he took his hand down my undies and felt my wet pussy. I leaned back as he got on top of me and replaced my hand with his. I started playing with my nipples as he fingered me, in and out, in and out. It felt weird but good. He said that this was only a demonstration for me so I knew what to do next time.

Everytime we played hide-and-seek from that day on, he'd "find" me in my closet and I'd touch myself until he'd get aroused. We'd masturbate together until we were so hot and even worked up to giving eachother sexual pleaures like HJ and BJs. He even licked my clit once as a 'reward' for my pleasures.

We continued our "games" for about a year. Yeah it's technically incest but it was so arousing.

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Hey, I'm Cheyenne and I've been masturbating since I was 3. I am 16 now and masturbate whenever I am home alone. I would always hump blankets or pillows. My childhood friend and I started playing around with ourselves and she loved eating me out but didn't like it her self. The first time she ate me out I was 8 or 9. I had another friend as I grew older, he was a guy and when we were alone we would turn off the lights and touch each other. He would feel up my breasts and I would rub his hard dick while he fingered me.

I prefer using my hands and a vibrating toothbrush when I masturbate. I have masturbated in front of girls, although I am not bi :) I always fantasize them eating me out again and again. :)

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I am a 17 and I have been masturbating since I was abou 6. Me and my cousin, who was 4 years older than me, used to play doctors and one of us wold always have a problem with our pussys so the other one would have to investigate it. This lasted a couple of years then we stopped. Then when I was 11 I had a friend and we used to lick each others pussys and we would talk about sex and masturbation openly with each other.

I have only just rediscovered masturbation, now I like to read stories on this website and watch porn movies and then when my parents go out I will masturbate. I like to lie totally naked on my bed and then slowly massage my tits and work my way down my body untill I reach my pussy. Then I slowly circle my clit and get faster and faster untill I orgasm. It is fantastic. Also when I go to the swimming pool I love to sit in the pool by the jets, I love that feeling. This website has given me some great new techniques, unforchinately I dont have a shower with a detachable head so I have to do with the bath and my finger.

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I love the site the-clitoris.com so much and just want to say thankyou to the creator of both that and this site. As they have stopped taking submissions over there I saw the ad for this site.

I am 31, married and straight but before I found the-clitoris.com I often used to fantasise about women and topless pictures of women have always turned me on for as long as I can remember, since I was little so I was scared I might be a lesbian. But reading the accounts on there I have realised its all completely normal and this has helped me to relax and enjoy my fantasies about other women.

 I even admitted it to my husband once I felt it was more normal, he really got off on it! I felt so much better that I wasn’t hiding something from him and as we watch porn regularly I didn’t have to pretend any more that I didn’t like watching 2 women together like he does. My one regret after reading the accounts of others on the-clitoris.com is that I never experimented with girls when I was younger. My younger self would never have even considered it, but now I sometimes fantasise about being a teenager and having a sleepover with another girl, spending all night exploring and pleasuring each other.

Even though I watch porn, often I find even soft porn is too ‘full on’ for me as a woman to get lots of enjoyment out of as I prefer things to be more subtle. For example, I would much rather look at 2 naked women softly, slowly kissing and stroking each other, gently teasing each other’s clits with their fingers and tounges but often in the porn its too rough and fast for me to get off on. I know some women like watching it rough and ready but I guess that’s just me, but I’m sure I’m not the only one to feel like this.

But anyway for my subtle fix I search the net for pictures of women with large or sometimes small pert breasts and shaven pussies. I love to watch breasts jiggle, there are some great videos of women playing Nintendo Wii topless and jiggling about! This turns me on much more than porn. Also I search YouTube for cheeky videos that aren’t quite porn but just erotic like wet tshirts (again, the internet porn sites are too hardcore for my pleasure. Plus I am very wary about viruses and stuff that are rife on some of these sites). There was a great one of a woman with a thin cotton shirt and no bra just walking down the street toward the camera, all you could see were her pert breasts bouncing up and down. Also on YouTube there are also lots of videos of naked female body painting, through looking at these I have developed a couple of new fantasies.

The first is that I am naked and a guy is painting my large, perky breasts with a tiny little brush. It’s clear he’s enjoying every moment and seems to spend ages painting intricate details on my nipples. Occasionally he has to hold my breasts to angle them in order to paint and he keeps making suggestive comments about how much he loves his job.

After a while he moves to begin painting my shaven pussy and its obvious I’m dripping wet. He begins to paint the outer skin just above the clit with the little brush, knowing full well how much it must be teasing me. Every so often he deliberately slips the brush onto my clit just once before carrying on painting. I moan with pleasure and he loves my reactions.Gradually he slips the brush to my clit more and more often until he has built up a slow rhythm of stroking me with the soft brush before spreading my legs, sitting me down on a chair and eating out my pussy until I come.

The second fantasy is pretty similar except it is me painting another girl and doing all these same things to her. Both of these fantasies really turn me on! I also have an IPhone which makes it really easy to read other people’s masturbation accounts or look at topless pictures in bed under my covers while I gently stroke my clit until I come.

I masturbate a lot both with my husband and on my own, sometimes I hide it from him which makes me feel guilty as I know he doesn’t mind and finds it a big turn on. I guess I just am still embarrassed if its like 3 or 4 times a day. I mainly just use my fingers but also use the showerhead and electric toothbrush. I find it easy to climax clitorally both with my husband and on my own, but I find it very hard to have a multiple orgasm, I think it only has happened once or twice. I just can’t continue after that first big O, my clit is way too sensititve. I have also never had a vaginal orgasm, I’m thinking of buying a vibrator to try this. My husband is very keen on this idea!

Wow, I am so wet and horny now after typing all this out. Might have to go and play...

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Aloha - each morning I awake at dawn, with my partner by my side.  Usually he is hard as soon as he wakes up.   I love to roll over and begin feeling his heat....I'll sit up, pull back the covers, and begin rubbing my hands all over his chest and legs.    Then I'll reach for some lotion and pour some in my hands, rubbing it all over his cock and balls.    My honey moans and spreads his legs for me....I do the same and he beings to caress my body too.   We feel eachother's hotness and sex.    I begin to feel wet....my clit being touched, rubbed...even better, licked....makes me all hot and horny.   I can hardly stand the excitement I feel....my mind starts to get fuzzy...soon the only thing I'm thinking about is sucking my honey's hard cock...so I do.   He switches his position and begins to suck my labia into his mouth....OMG it feels soooo delicious and wonderful.   Soon I'm shuddering with pleasure and my orgasm begins to build....usually I explode all over his tongue as he laughs and enjoys my passion.   Often he comes in my mouth too.....we love to just watch eachother get excited and cum.   What a way to awake to each morning and new day!   Yummy....then the fun continues in the steamy shower too!   I can't get enough of his talented tongue and fingers!  OMG

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A few weeks ago, I stayed over my friend's house - there were three of us altogether. The conversation turned to masturbation when we heard gasping coming from her 11-year-old brother's room (he also had a mate over). I stuck my head round the door and it turned out they were only laughing at something on his PS3. When I came back, we started talking about masturbating and admitted to each other that we all did it.

Then one of my friends decided it would be funny to watch one of us orgasm, to which my other friend agreed. This left me as their target. They spent the whole night straddling me and touching me through my clothes, and at first I hated it. I felt really uncomfortable and self-conscience. But after a while I gave up trying to resist and let myself cum. It was strange; my two best mates had just brought me to orgasm by touching me through my clothes. And they only touched my arms and back... It felt so great!! I wonder how they managed this though, I can only bring MYSELF to orgasm through direct stimulation of my clit. Oh well, I don't care HOW it happened, just so long as it DID happen!! X

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I'm so horny right now. I miss my boyfriend touching me. I've already tried my boyfriend masturbating me and it feels really good. We always do it in school, when the classroom is empty. He licks my neck and starts to explore me. He gently touches my legs through my skirt and inserts his hand through my panty. It feels so good and sexy. It really feels so wet.

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I have a male first cousin my age, let's call him X. I live in LA, he lives in Texas. When we were about 8, I suppose, my family was visiting, and X and I were getting along wonderfully as usual. When everybody went to bed, X and I shared a room to sleep in with two twin beds. Neither of us could fall asleep, so we talked for hours, and as it passed midnight, we started talking about kissing and stuff. We both had only given mommy and daddy pecks goodnight, or perhaps an occasional playground peck, but never hooked up. We wondered how to do it, and how to hold your breath, and what you would think about, and what it would feel like - soon he was on my bed with me and we looked into each other's eyes, felt a great sexual tension, and then we started making out. there was a big alarm clock right next to us with huge red numbers, so I could tell that it lasted hours although it felt like minutes. I am now 16, and to this day, nobody has been a better kisser than X.

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I was 14. He was 24. We were renting out a room in my house to him. He was a total pothead, a singer, a songwriter, a guitarist, a writer, a director, a great massager, and a total creep. I had a crush on him ever since he moved in during the winter, but that summer I discovered he liked me back. After everyone had gone to bed one night, I was hanging out in his room as usual, and we talked for hours. he kept dropping hints at me... (I'm pretty skinny but still curvy, not a ruler) ...I said something about guys liking big boobs, and he told me he didn't care about boobs, he just liked em real skinny, and he looked me over. I got scared, but liked the attention, and we kept talking and flirting, I guess. later we were on his bed, and somehow he was now running his fingers across my back and arms sensually. I told him he was magic because I was in a trance, which was true, and then he was kissing my neck. It was the most wonderful sensation I had ever felt - better than any masturbation. It became regular - every night that summer when we were both at my mom's house (my parents are divorced) we would watch a movie and when everyone would fall asleep, I'd feel his hand on my thigh. As this went on and he touched and kissed more of me, we never even pecked once on the lips. I never let him go under my bra or jeans though, but he tried to a lot. Summer ended and so did this, but he still lived there, and whenever I was at my mom's house (rarer because all my friends live in my dad's hood) we would talk and just hang out as friends. Sometime during freshman year, though, my best friend (she had a huge crush on him) slept over at my mom's house - and we ended up sleeping over in HIS room. The bed went HIM, me, my friend. while I was in a very deep sleep, I faintly felt HIS hand underneath my pajama pants, over my panties. I was sooo dead asleep that I couldn't move a muscle or utter a single sound, I could only feel him fondling my pussy. I was overwhelmed with emotions, so confused - physically this was ecstasy, but I had no control over it, couldn't make him stop although I knew it was so wrong. I felt a single warm tear slide down my face. I fell fully asleep again. I think he was stopped and was satisfied when he got me wet. My friend and I woke up at 6, 7 in the morning and went to my room to fall back asleep for a few hours. I never talked with HIM about it. He lived in my house until about a month ago, and I'm in first semester of sophomore year.

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When I was 15 I knew I was in love with my best friend Conner. Well, I Knew my whole life. How Cliché is that? Boy/Girl best friends who fall in love, well I knew Con didn't like me, well I thought, at least.

I was over at his house about a week before Christmas and a huge snow storm came and and his mom decided it was better for me to stay at his house.

Oh, no, it gets better. His mom lets me and Conner sleep in the same bed, because she knew we were best friends and nothing more. I kept thinking, "Dear God, why am I torturing my..." Then that thought was completely cut off because apparently Con sleeps only in his boxers. (I had on a pair of his boxers and one of his old T shirts on, That he lent me.) Ladies, if you saw Conner you would totally get why I forget to breath when I see him. He has perfect sandy blonde hair and these amazing hazel eyes. Oh and lets not get it started about his perfect body. (It's PERFECT! ha.)

We talked for about two hours before I feel asleep.

I had one of THOSE dreams, if you can get my drift. (FYI, very, very, hot dream about Conner. Don't judge! It was my unconscious's brains idea. Bite me.)

I woke pressed, when I mean pressed I mean every part of my body against Conner's, up against him. I couldn't even think straight, I looked up at his face he was biting his lip and had his face scrunched up. My first thought was "Damn! Look, now he's sick because your touching him. good going, Jessie. Real smooth." But then I felt something poking me about 5 inches from my belly button. My second thought was along the lines of, "Conner... Hard..? Me.." After I thought that Conner made the most amazing noise I have ever heard, he was moaning. I had know idea but it was like there was no air in the room. I'm pretty sure I whispered his name which caused him to unscrunch his face and say "Shit, Jess. I thought you were asleep, oh God." He seemed mortified. I looked at him for a little bit before I let my body take control of my actions. I kissed him. I thought he was going to shove me away but he kissed me back, God, he kissed me back. His lips pushed down on mine rough and hard, like he wanted this as bad as I did. And I was the sexually frustrated one. We pulled apart to get some air. "Jess, I'm so sorry, I know You don't like me like that but do you know how hard it is to keep from tackling you everyday." He said it so fast it sounded like one word. "I couldn't say it better myself." He smiled and kissed me again. Which it got me so wet it wasn't even funny. He was laying on top of me and I slipped my hands down his stomach and across his waistline and I grabbed the huge bulge the was sticking out of his boxers which cause him to make the delicious intake of breath. He went back to kissing me, while he pawed at my shirt before lifting it over my head and kissed me down to my stomacher. then he licked my waist line and blew over it, I cant explain how this felt but it made my back arch up and gave me a cold chill. He kissed me again on the mouth while I felt his hand snake down to my pussy. while kissing me he took three fingers and rubbed me, I threw my head back and arched my back up. "Fuck." I moaned. Which cause Conner to shudder. "Jess, Can we.. How far?" He pleaded with his eyes. I understood, there was no going back. I nodded. He reached over his nightstand and pulled out a condom and pulled of his boxers revealing his huge dick standing straight up, he slipped the condom on and smiled. He kissed me faster this time, more urgently. He ripped off my bra and through it. He grabbed my breast and squeezed and pleasure went through me. He put his penis in my center and moved it around, I felt myself moan again. Then he entered me, and it was something indescribable. It was amazing and he kept doing it harder, and harder.

I'm now 18 and we've been dating ever since.

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I just wanted to say Hi to everyone reading these very helpful stories. I started masturbating when I was 2 or 3.  I didn't realize what I was doing when I would slide down under the faucet  and let the water massage my clit.  I still masturbate now, and I find it really pleasurable.  I read "Louise's story, and I just wanted to tell you that when you and your husband are having sex, you don't have to imagine one of you being eaten out.  If you lay with your husband's dick at your mouth and your clit at his, you can eat each other out at the same time.  This is so exiting' and my husband and I had the most amazing orgasm ever!!!:) I still like to masturbate when my husband goes to work and the kids are at school.  I find it very pleasurable to take the shower head and hold it to my clit.  If my husband is home while I am doing this, he likes to watch me.  When I start to scream and he can't take any more, he gets in the sudsy tub and we start to eat each other out and masturbate. I love it when he sticks his tongue in my vagina and holds the shower head to my clit while my dildo is in my anus and I rub his penis.  My husband is coming home in about fifteen minutes, so I am going to get ready so we can do this before the kids get home.  :)

HAPPY MASTURBATING! (I know I will!)

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When I was about 5 years old, my sister molested me.  She took a pair scissors, slid my panties down, and wanted to play nasty truck driver with me.  When the point of cold scissors hit my clit, I started to burn down there. My grandmother interrupted the act and from there on out, my sister had a strained relationship.  She went to God and I went to hell.

When I turn 6, I and this boy used to play fort in his back yard.  We built this fort in his back yard, with tunnels, and a crawl space.  We used to crawl into that little fort and he would try to place his penis in me and French kiss me. His fingers would pinch my clit and he would finger me.  His kiss tasted like pickles.  He made me wet and gooey but I never ever felt the full satisfaction. As a kid, I did not understand that feeling and would respond by getting into fights with him.  Eventually, we lost contact.

When I turned 7, my sister and I got into this fight, and I fell onto the corner of a wooden bench and sensation exploded in my cunt.  I loved the feeling and I was immensely ashamed because of my religious background.  At night, I would sneak to the corner of that bench, grind on it, and scissor my legs opened and closed until release would come.

Over the years, I hid this from every lover I had and eventually my husband caught me.  When he caught me, I exploded so hard that I dripped onto the floor.  I have to masturbate like this at least 4 times or more a week.  I came to love vibrating dildos on my clit and have only had a vaginal orgasm once in my life.  I sometimes fake it with my husband, so that I can relieve myself on a chair.  The chair must have soft corner, so I do not hurt myself.

When I am on the corner of this chair, I visualize a woman's clit on my tongue.  Eating her out, tasting her honey slid down my throat.  And, my husband is ramming me from behind. I envision the women pinching my nipples, slapping my ass, and holding me tighter to the corner of the chair.  Spreading me so that I can be rammed merciless from behind. I imagine my finger in her dewy softness, caressing her anus, and tonguing her flower so.  Her fingers stroking my anus and so on..I'm so horny right now.  Tingling and warming to the thought of masturbating on the corner of a chair. 

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When my cousin Wendy's family first came to visit us after moving to the town where we lived, she found me in our back yard where I was climbing a rope swing. She ran up and hugged me and kissed me on the mouth, which I thought was really special. She was older than me, but treated me like our difference in age did not matter. I had a younger brother, and it was nice to have another girl relative to relate to.

After her family got settled, they were over at our house quite a lot. And there were many times when Wendy spent the night with me. I had a double bed, so there was always plenty of room for the two of us to sleep together.

Once when we both had to pee at the same time, she went first and then stood up without pulling her pants up while I went pee. I remember standing up after I was done, and we both talked for a while with our pants down. She was looking at me, and I was looking at her.

She was older than me, and when she started to "develop," she showed me her progress by pulling up her shirt to show her breasts. She let me touch them while telling me that her mom was going to take her the next day to buy her first bra. She was excited about growing up, and I was excited to see what it was going to be like for me in a few more years.

One evening when Wendy was staying over at my house, we took a bath together, and she washed my back, and then I washed her's. After we got out and dried off, we stood talking to each other completely naked. Then we went to my bedroom and put on our pajamas and got into bed.

I did not feel like sleeping, and neither did Wendy.

While we were talking in bed, she took my hand and pushed it down the front of her pajama bottoms. And then she put her hand into my pajama bottoms and started feeling me. We did not say anything for a long time, but just kept feeling and rubbing each other.

After that we "did things" together every time she slept over at my house. We would draw pictures of naked people while we were in bed and show them to each other. Eventually, she would write at the bottom of a picture, "Let's do 'you know what.'" I would take the picture and write underneath, "OK."

I liked to do every thing I could think of. One time, I went under the covers and started licking her bottom. She really liked that, and she did it to me. We took turns. She would squeeze her legs together and then I would lick just on on her clit that stuck out between her labia. Then she would do that to me.

We did "you know what" for a couple of years, and then my family moved away to another part of the state. Things were different after that. When Wendy's family would come to visit, we would sleep together, but didn't do "you know what" anymore.  

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When I was little (5 or 6) I would lie in bed fantasizing about random sexual things, like two people seeing each other naked by accident then having sex. I knew it made me wet but I thought it was because I needed the toilet. I never touched myself; I didn't even know girls could. Once I dreamed I was a boy masturbating.

My first sexual experience was when I was maybe 10 or 11 and a family came to stay with us. The boy, Jack, was my age and although I didn't really fancy him, I wanted him to fancy me. I wanted something to happen between us because I'd never kissed anyone - I was small and looked like a boy with my short hair so boys at school didn't fancy me. One day me and Jack were in the woods near our house and this boy suggested we play dares; we both knew where it was leading. We went into an empty shed which had just been built. I wanted to try kissing with toungues but he said no, we should have sex instead. I didn't want to but he said 'let's see how long we can lie ontop of each other naked', so we did. I didn't think it was much fun, it was cold and the floor was hard and dusty, but I remember the feeling of his penis against me. I never saw him again which I don't regret, when I look back on it it's quite funny but not arousing at all.

I've been masturbating since I was 13 after reading Anne Frank's diary when she describes how her vulva looks, that's what gave me the idea, but at the time of reading it I was on holiday sharing a room with my sister so I had to wait until we got home. I was excited about trying it although I didn't know how, I got really wet but didn't make myself come for a few weeks, when I'd got the technique right. I used to make a thing of it, like put a mirror between my legs and tissues underneath, but now I do it through my pants. I like to massage my clit in a regular rhythm, not too hard at first, and I think about things that are 'wrong' i.e. children playing with each other or adults and children where both of them like it. I make up situations in my head, normally set in the past. I get really aroused by things in books, but porn doesn't turn me on at all. When I first started masturbating I thought it was wrong but I couldn't stop, because it was new I wanted it all the time, I even did it in school once. When I was 15 I was at a sleepover with my friend and we both admitted we did it; she was ashamed, but I felt better about it now I knew other girls did it too. Admitting it and hearing that she did it too made me so horny, I masturbated when I was sure she was asleep. I sometimes fantasize about girls, and I masturbate while thinking about lesbian situations rather than straight ones, but I am pretty straight. I love it when guys lick me out, or finger me really fast. I'm a fairly sexual person, I find it hard to say no to boys so I think sometimes people see me as a bit of a slut. Which isn't fair, boys are way worse but for them it's a source of pride- for girls it's seen as shameful.

I would like to have a girl touch me or lick me out but I wouldn't like to do it to her and I'd only do it if she was good-looking.

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I am 36 years and have been divorced for 4 years and has practiced abstinence during that entire period. I just began dating a man that it 7 years younger than I. He is the best lover that I have ever had. Everything thing that he does to me is wonderful. The thought of him right now is getting my pussy wet. He knows how to massage my clit with his finger, tongue, and penis that brings me to an orgasmic state every time! I crave him all day everyday...I can't get enough. He alternates from licking clit and thrusting his tongue into my pussy and then he spreads my legs and enters his penis inside of my it drives me crazy. I have experienced my gush with him. I was embarrassed the first time because I thought I had peed on myself. But it was the most amazing feeling ever. Each time he is mounting me from the back I experience the "gush".  I had always been so conservative when it came to sex...but he has taken me to another level. We have sex in public, at my job, in the car, where ever the desire takes over us. I am in HEAVEN!  I am so glad that I found this site! Thanks for the enlightening information and allowing women to have an outlet to share and receive knowledge out our intimate being.