My very first sexual experience was probably much the same as everyone else's: Self-masturbation. However, I may have taken it a bit further than most. Oh, how I dearly love it, and on that cold, rainy Halloween morning when I first discovered it, I spent almost the entire rest of the day doing nothing else. At the time, I was young and didn't know what I was doing yet; it was just something I had overheard from bits and pieces of a short conversation that I probably shouldn't have been eavesdropping on in the first place.
After listening intently and quickly researching, I soon figured out precisely what the conversation had been about. I was immediately and entirely fascinated by the whole concept of masturbation. However, at that exact moment, I did not understand it and knew very little about precisely how it all worked. Nonetheless, without any serious thought and no hesitation whatsoever, I quickly decided to try and give it a go.
At first, I just stuck a couple of fingers in my mouth for a moment and got them good and wet before inserting them inside. I had already grown quite damp due to my curiosity and research, so they slid right in without any problem, and I slowly began to ease them in and out a little. It felt pretty good, so I got a little faster with them.
I began to get very wet relatively quickly, so my fingers started slipping in and out easily. There seemed to be slight sloshing noises coming from around them; I picked up the pace and soon shoved them up into myself until they bottomed out at the top knuckle. It felt good enough, I suppose, but I very soon began to wonder if that was it, if this was all there was to it. "Is this what all the hype is about?" I suddenly thought.
Just this warm, wet feeling that had me fluttering in my belly and leaking from between my legs. "Surely, there must be more to it than just this," I quickly pondered. As I continued working my fingers in and out, still getting faster and harder with each thrust until just moments later, my thumb dipped a bit lower and lightly brushed the very tip top of my clitoris, which seemed to be peeking out slightly from my pink little vulva.
I instantly sucked in my breath harshly, as my nipples suddenly stiffened, and as if by some instant reflex, my hips spontaneously jerked forward and thrust my crotch upwards against my hand as I exhaled loudly. "Whoa," I quickly thought, "Just what in the hell was that?" I asked.
