She actually mentioned it once years ago. I think we'll leave it there! When I first read your last post I thought you were on about my ex. . . *bangs side of head with palm* not good dude, bad times! Lol
I've been experimenting sexually as far back as I can remember... I don't remember the first time I touched myself or masturbated, my earliest memory of it is of me knowing exactly what I was doing. Cringingly -- this seems awful now, I'm embarrased to tell it -- I had a big life-size (to me at age 6 :P) teddy that I used to 'play' sex with. Didn't understand at the time why sitting on his plastic nose was more fun than actually doing the "proper" sex moves though... But it makes sense now!
Is that appalling?! :/
As for sexual epiphanies, I've had many over the years... I remember discovering my clit when I was about 12 maybe and thinking "duh, why didn't I realise this before!" Having my first penetrative orgasm was a big thing for me -- it was the moment I realised the power of my own sexuality.
Hey Shellyboo, that's not appauling at all!
Kind of hilarious though ;)
Oh and I can't remember who said they fancied the Disney Robin Hood but hola!
A lot of people in my class fancied Simba too. Never got that one.
Does it count as face sitting on a bear?!
Sounds pretty normal actually from the random stuff we have all posted about...
I used to masturbate with talc when I first discovered the joy of it!
I find that really strange now... I much prefer warm and wet places.... funny that!
As for self-love, i'd say I was about 10 when I had my first orgasm that I can recall... I'd gone to the loo and touched myself in that area, only to find it felt bloody amazing... I remember when my monthlies started at 11, I was gutted, and mostly cause it meant a week of the month i couldnt masturbate!
Between then and 13, at some stage, I hit on the idea of using a makeup brush handle [of a make up brush that was new, in a set, and i wasnt planning on using lol] to penetrate myself with. It was at 13 I bought my first vibrator. Go the internet and SplashPlastic cards!
In terms of with others - at about... 11, perhaps? I remember spending much of the summer holidays with my -then- best friend. One day I remember especially well. I was wearing a vest top and she a boob tube/strapless top. [length of a vest but no straps, for clarity] We were running around and her top had rode down, to the point she was popping out of it [well, as much as you can at that age, she only really had started to develop small breasts, think i was already a B cup lol!]. As you do at that age, a big fuss was made out of it, as she left it intentionally low enough to happen again... and it did. subsequently i remember playfully tugging it to do it again, commenting I was clearly much safer as I was wearing a vest with straps. I remember her going "oh?" and pulling each strap down, in turn, past my shoulders, then pulling down my top. I still remember the adrenaline that kicked in, the rush I felt. We wandered over to a bit [worryingly close to a main road, in hindsight, but I think at the time that added to it!] that was sheltered by tall hedges. We each pulled each others tops down again, and i remember her stroking a flower she'd picked down the middle of my chest.
I know that was long, but it's from 10 years back and it's still that vivid, and wasn't a pervy thing really, it was my first experience of true sensuality. I thought of that so often, and so frequently - for years - wanted to ask her to do it again! I never did! [She'd have said no, knowing her now lol!]
I think that experience told me all I needed to know about my bisexuality!
LivingFire wrote:
and i remember her stroking a flower she'd picked down the middle of my chest.
That's really beautiful x
It's one of these things that in all honesty I don't know if I'd believe if someone else wrote! But it really did happen, and really was that beautiful. It felt like everything that could ever be described as innocence and everything that isn't rolled into one. In an amazing way. [I guess it'd have to be for the memory to endure so structurally intact for a decade!]
I don't know whether it was because of my family or something...but I didn't so much as masturbate until I was 18. I don't even remember being aroused before that :S I was a very...repressed young woman until I moved out, shall we say? I hadn't even thought about sex, and all I knew about it'd come from a book given to me by my mum (their version of 'the talk', I think!)
That said, people often attributed ;sex; to my actions that weren't...my first boyfriend's mother branded me a harlot when she found me on his bed curled up next to him, despite being fully clothed. Thoughts about sex didn't ven enter into my head, other than wondering what all the fuss was about. Nohing beyond finding people phycially attractive, at any rate. That's despite the fact that I was the only girl in my Judo class and spent 4 hours a week wrestling what were sometimes very attractive men on the floor.
How far I've come in 3 1/2 years!
Then came sex. Sex was the most anticlimactic thing I had ever experienced...damn did it hurt! ht put me off for a good long while...but at around that point I finally discovered masturbation, porn, and what I'd been missing. Unfortunately, in that relationship....my partner had all the sexual skill of a baked potato. I never had so much as a single orgasm in the year we were together...he bought me sex toys but i was too scared to use them, and put them in the bin (what a waste!)
And then I met my current partner. He was a virgin wheI met him...and the first time we got into it...it was so slow, so gentle, so innocent...everything my 'first time' should have been (and wasn't), and I still think of that as the first time I had a real sexual experience. We were just sat on his bed, kissing, and our hand sstarted roaming..we didn't go all the way that day, but it was the first time I've ever felt like a sexual creature...my first partner hadn't been interested in much beyond getting off an now I was with someone who put my pleasure first. Before that my only real knowledge ni sex was the capacity to give a good blowjob, to be blunt.
And it's just gone from strength to strength, as the process of exploring one another's bodies has kept on going over the last 2 1/2 years in a gradual development..toys, fantasies, costumes, countless sexual positions (I'd only ever experienced the monotony of missionary before....yawn), and it just keeps on evolving.
When I was very young my parents were friends with a couple who had a daughter. Whilst they were having after lunch drinks me and her used to disappear into the bushes, or her room (or mine) and look and touch each other's bodies. I had an erection looking at her at a young age, We tried various things - I suppose technically I lost my virginity at around 8! (though it was only in a spirit of investigation not horniness!) We used to rub our bits together, vagina to penis (it 'slipped in' a couple of times and we moved about like that - hence our technical loss of virginity at a very young age!), penis to bum etc etc.
This was a defining relationship for me - it made me realise that girls could be fun! I tried later sex with another bloke and it was nothing like as good as our horsing around in the bushes. I found it hard to maintain an erection with another man.
Those early experiences made me very firmly straight - hence defining my sexuality.
Sadly this girl and I lost touch when our parents fell out over something I never knew about. Sad really. i still wonder what might have been had we got together at an older age.
Hmmm, interesting topic! Lets see....
I remember playing with my friends when we were about 8 or 9, and we'd play in each others bedrooms when it was raining outside. It was completely innoncent at the time but when I look back I realise we were playing bondage type games, tying eachother up. I remember it feeling good but not knowing why. I cringe when I thinkn back, and wonder if my friends have realised what was actually going on all those years ago. I cringe even more when I realise it must have been so obvious to mum what was happening.
I also remember masturbating to orgasm for the first time while watching Londons Burning....yeah, again cringe!! I suppose thats where my love of uniforms come from, though its police officers that do it for me now. xx