I was 13 years old when I had my first orgasm. It was during Christmas vacation, and I had the house to myself. It's weird, because I didn't INTEND to do it. It just happened.
Up until that day, I didn't really masturbate. Every once in a while, I would end up watching those soft core porn movies that came on HBO, Showtime, or Cinemax really late at night. I would feel so strange when the scenes of people having sex would flip across the screen. I would usually rub between my legs or shift my weight, enjoying the pleasure that came with that, but at the same time, being discreet about it.
The day that I had my first orgasm, however, came from out of the blue. I don't know why I did it, but for some reason, I wondered what it would feel like if I put my squiggle wiggle writer between my legs. I think most people know what it is, but if you don't, I'll explain. A Squiggle Wiggle Writer is a battery operated pen that vibrates, so when you write with it, the lines are all squiggly, hence the name.
Well, I decided to try it, so I locked myself in my room, turned on my stereo, and preceeded to remove my jeans and panties. I laid on my bed, and gingerly placed the vibrating pen between my legs so it was resting on top of the lips. At first, the vibration tickled, but not long after, it started to feel really good.
At that point, I spread the lips and placed the pen just to right side of my clit. The feeling I experienced was indescribable. It felt so good, like scratching an itch. But at the same time, the feeling was building. I became scared, I had no idea what was going on. But I couldn't pull the vibrating pen away either, the pleasure was just too intense. I remembered noticing that my breathing became faster, like I was panting, and I pulled my legs closer to my chest, the pleasure increasing when I did. My hips began to swivel just a bit as I felt my muscles tightening.
After an enternity (but probably only 5 minutes or so) the feeling that was building inside me finally exploded. I could feel my muscles twitching, all the way down in the arches of my feet. My muscles went slack, and I layed there, still breathing heavily. My pussy was so warm, and it seemed that every time my heart beat, a residual pulse of pleasure fired from my pussy and travel through the rest of my body.
After a while, I did it all the time. I would sometimes do it 5 times in one day. I continued to watch the soft core porn, and when I would spend some "alone" time, I would conjure the images of sex on the screen. I particuarly liked the scenes with men licking and sucking on womens nipples and men going down on women. I also was turned on by women doing things with women. Anyhow, I would replay those in my mind as I brought myself to orgasm with my favorite little toy.