Heel Humping

I don't remember exactly, when I discovered that pulling my right leg up on the chair and pressing my heel against my puss felt "nice." One day maybe about a year later, my mom caught me and scolded me, so I tried to stop. But it felt so good I just couldn't stop, so I only did it in my room. Then, in the privacy of my room, one day I discovered that I could rock in rhythm to that pulsing sensation building up inside me. The more I paced it, the better it felt until it came to a crescendo and there I had my very first orgasm. As I got older, the orgasms got stronger.

Since then, I have perfected this as one of my favorite methods. It's the only method I could use in public. This is also why I favor very full skirts so that no one could see what's going on underneath. I could discretely take off my shoe and enjoy myself at work, on an aeroplane, in the movies...and yes, even at church one time. But of course, if I'm where I couldn't cum discretely, I'd have to run to the bathroom to finish myself off with my fingers.

I sometimes wonder how many other women hump their heels.