I have been catching up on the stories that I missed and came across the one from Bridget posted in January, Story 39752. I'm in my sixties now so am much older than Bridget but I thought that in her time things would have been different.
I was the youngest of three sisters, no brothers. I was always being warned not to think or daydream about boys. Even my sisters used tell me that. When I was 14 the oldest married and the middle sister had a steady boyfriend. Don't be thinking about boys they used to say, you will suffer long enough from them when you have to get married. I always listened and pretended to agree but that didn't stop me thinking about what happens between a man and a woman. Before my sister got married my mother gave me the talk because I had just got my period. She didn't describe in any detail what happens but from listening to talk at school I had a pretty good idea.
Anyway when I was in bed at night I used to imagine my sister and her new husband, who was always nice to me, cuddling in bed and so on. I would get very hot in my groin and it seemed to pulse. I used to clench my thighs together and at the end I would put my right hand down there and hold myself through my nightie the same as if I had to pee very badly. It would only last a couple of minutes but I was always flushed all over afterwards. It was only a few years later when I went to college and had the freedom to read what I wanted that I realized I had been masturbating. I used to feel guilty and confess bad thoughts but I never admitted to touching myself. Different times!