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First Experience, in the Shower

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I was fourteen and growing desperate.


I can't even recall where or when the notion of masturbation was introduced to me, but at age fourteen, I'd recently begun to explore the sensations my fingers could give me. I had developed a great deal of interest in a certain male friend, and thoughts of what it might be like to kiss him or to see him naked would entertain my pleasure several nights a week once I was in bed, as I'd touch everything I could find that felt good. After a few weeks of this pleasure play, I began to become very, very frustrated; I'd read all about orgasms and how amazing they are, but could not get myself to come. Every feeling was the most intense; I couldn't help but arch my back, and sometimes my legs would shake . . . but after a certain amount of time, I'd be too tired and frustrated to continue. Sometimes, I'd try to emulate a penis by thrusting a small flashlight or a hairbrush handle inside myself, but no matter how I did that or how hard I rubbed or how fast I stroked, I couldn't come . . . and at this point, there was pretty much nothing I wanted more.

Somehow, I had heard about vibrators, and I decided I needed one. I needed to come. Everything felt so unbearably intense, and there was no relief in sight. I had no idea how I could get my hands on one, though; I was fourteen and very timid.

One day, in the shower before school, it occurred to me that the water was pulsing through the pipes and the showerhead waspretty hard, so I thought maybe it would cause a vibration I could use to my benefit. We had one of those detachable showeheads, so I removed it from its mount and turned it around so the water was spraying the other way. At this point, I noticed there was even a little raised area on the back of the showerhead, which I imagined would be perfect for rubbing my clit as I enjoyed the vibrations. Just my luck, though: it didn't vibrate! I could barely feel anything at all as I pressed the back of the showerhead against my throbbing clit. I was SO frustrated, so I just decided to quit. I'd figure out a way to come, some time, somehow. Today just wasn't the day. BUT . . . as I was turning the showerhead back to its original forward-facing position so I could replace it in its mount, a stream of water sprayed across my clit. I must have gasped out loud! It was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt!! Water? Seemed weird; I'd never heard of anything like masturbating with a spray of water . . . but, curious, I slowly aimed the showerhead back toward my clit, and the feeling as the water reached me nearly caused me to scream. I brought the showerhead closer. closer still. Now touching. I held it against myself, and soon found myself pressing it harder and harder into my almost-ready-to-come clit. I didn't want to get my hopes up-I didn't want to end up with another disappointment-and then all of a sudden, there it was. My first orgasm, right there, lying down in the bathtub before school. I think I was tardy that day.



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