“Just tried pillow humping after your blog made me so wet. I straddled my pillow w/ my tits pressed against my cool wall. As I thrust my hips and felt the pressure on my clit, it immediately felt like the moment right before orgasm and I gasped. I moved my hips harder and faster as I clenched my bed frame, my tits hard, rubbing against the wall. I let out a moan as my pussy clenched and I came so hard. I lasted for so long, panting and thrusting harder and harder. Lying here now, my thighs are still trembling and I’m still so wet.”
Oh my… *fans self*
Glad you had fun ;)
My masturbation session…
“I discovered this blog yesterday, and was reading through the posts, and boy are they hot!
I’ve been apart from my boyfriend for about 3 weeks now, and the last time I saw him I was on, so we didn’t do anything. Basically I haven’t had sex for about 7 weeks and I’m known for my voracious appetite! I’m frustrated as hell, and solo play just isn’t taking the edge off so far!
So I find your blog, and it’s really tuning me on, sometimes it takes a while for my body to catch up to my mind when I’m turned on, but no problems here now! I was soaking through my underwear, and I could feel myself pulsating with each heartbeat. I come across a video of a girl masturbating to watching a couple and it’s really getting me going. Something about the voyeuristic nature, watching the watcher, plus hearing the sounds of the couple is really making me horny!
Usually I only climax stoking my clit, but this time I fancy something different. Maybe I’m craving my boyfriend, or maybe I want to mimic what I’m watching on the screen, but my fingers creep down and I start fingering myself. Just slowing stroking my sopping wet walls, pounding against my g-spot. I’ve never really found my g-spot myself, my boyfriend usually has no trouble, but this time, maybe the angle was just right, or the mood, but something was definitely building. I’m still going slow, just crooking my fingers, steadily building myself up. All of a sudden I feel something gushing into hand, and I realise I’ve squirted for the first time ever. As I never usually come through penetration, I move upwards to my clit, taking again the slow and steady build-up route, but this time starting to circle faster and harder as I reach one of my most blinding climaxes I’ve ever achieved with my hands alone!
It was so intense and I can’t wait to try it again, maybe with my partner as he’s coming to visit this weekend… I may have some more stories to tell! ;)”
“I remember the first time I masturbated so clearly. I was about nine and at that age I liked to lay on my stomach while sleeping. Somehow at night my blanket got bunched up underneath my vagina and I woke up with a pressure underneath me. Obviously I had no idea what was happening and when I shifted I could feel that it felt good. I kept rocking back and forth on it and (wow little me) imagining myself stripping in front of my male classmates. I didn’t orgasm, of course. I was too young to know that I had to keep going.
I do remember the first time I orgasmed though. I was 14 and home from school sick (my mom was downstairs and was none the wiser). I was woken up by a very vivid sex dream of my history teacher (he’s so hot), so vivid I can still remember and use it to this day. I was so horny that I didn’t even remember I was sick until I was done. At this point, I knew what masturbation was and that it gave pleasure and orgasms, but I still had no idea what one was and how to get it. Anyway, in the dream my teacher and I had both orgasmed so I replayed the whole thing from the beginning in my mind. I turned over, shoved my blanket and stuffed toy (with a nice pointed nose for perfect clit pleasure) under my vagina. I just kept thrusting and thrusting, eventually throwing my hand down there as well and getting down to just my underwear. I came so hard that morning I had vivid flashbacks every time I saw my teacher all though out high school. Too bad he was married and we couldn’t make my dream become reality…”
“When I was young I did this thing I called “riding a pillow”. I didn’t know why it made me feel so good but I just kept doing it. I started wondering if that was the same feeling that adults have when they have sex. And the older I got, the more it dawned to me that I was indeed pushing myself to an orgasm by riding a pillow. But now to my actual concern: I used to do it just anywhere, including in front of my parents, and they obviously knew what I was doing! Now that I know what I was doing too I feel so awkward!! Any advice?”
Kids do lots of wildly inappropriately stuff, and discovering masturbation without knowing what it actually is is just one of them! It’s super common so don’t freak out. Remember: your parents are the same people who had to change your diapers as a kid, so by comparison this kind of stuff would’ve barely registered.
“Hey, I just wanted to say thank you for a lot! I gave this guy a blowjob and it was my first one, but I just did what you said to do on your blog, to work the tip and not have to deep throat it. He said it was the best one he ever got, and didn’t believe me that, that was my first one ever. So thank you! and keep being awesome!”
“So I recently gave my first ever blowjob and OMG! It was just amazingly fun, and I enjoyed it a lot. I followed all the advice you have given and my boyfriend said it was amazing! I was rather proud of myself to be honest! He seemed rather happy hee hee”
"I have a huge fantasy for sex in a church bathroom. My girlfriend’s religious and sometimes drags me to church with her under the guise of “friends” (oh, the life of lesbians) and to get through it I started fantasising… and now I have a kink. It’s always running through my mind whenever religion gets brought up, so i thought I’d share it with you…
So we’re sitting in the church pew, me on the end and her next to me. The opening hymns are over with and the priest is getting into the lecture he’s been rambling on and I’m sufficiently bored. I start rubbing my fingers across my girlfriend’s hand, and she likes it, so I continue on up her arm until she’s humming in soft pleasure at the touch.
Then, I run my fingers down her arm to just above her knee, light teasing, fingertips only. No one notices, even when she begins to squirm in her seat as I bring my hand farther up her leg, my breath hot against her neck as I whisper, “bathroom?” She whimpers and follows my lead as I lead her to the bathroom near the entrance. There’s only two stalls, small. No one ever comes in during service, so we should be alone. I pull her into one of the stalls and start kissing her neck, my leg between her thigh as she grinds against it to get some, any friction. Typically I’d take my time, but we’re in a rush and can’t get undressed for the small space. She’s wearing her church dress. Its high cut but tight on her breasts, flowing out at her waist and I thank god for that as I hitch it up her thighs, lowering to my knees.
Her white lacy panties are soaked and I lean in, nuzzle above the band and breathe in the way i know drives her crazy. She gasps and rolls her hips, desperate for anything with my head up her skirt. I pull her panties down, revealing the brown-blond hairs. I let out a breath and she’s had it- she hitches her leg over my shoulder and tilts her hips up in my direction.
I can’t help but obey, eating her out and loving her moans above me my fingers digging into her hips, bringing her closer. Her breathing’s short, she’s rocking against my face and I can feel she’s about to come. I rub two fingers against her labia before slowly pushing in and curving my fingers before she stops moving, everything tense for a moment before she starts pulsing, squeezing against my fingers and my face wet from her. She finally calms and I get off the floor, cleaning up before sitting down with her family like nothing happened at all.”