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First Memories

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I remember always being a relatively sexual child. From the age of about 5 or 6, I had a friend down the street who was just as curious about bodies as I was. We'd sneak off and hide in her playhouse usually. Within seconds our pants would be around our ankles and we'd sit on the floor, poking at each others vaginas and clitorises. Nothing really 'came' of it. It was just very enjoyable for the both of us. Until we got caught by her dad and I was sent home. And that was the last time she and I ever did anything together. We still remained best friends and are still close today, but never mention anything of it.
Later, about the age of 9 or 10, I had another close female friend. A neighborhood girl also. She and I would take baths and showers together and touch each others nipples. The sensation was great. I always wanted it to go further but it didn't really. Occasionally, when we'd watch a movie, we got a thrill out of pulling down our pants just enough for the tv screen to be able to see our vaginas. I still to this day don't understand WHY we did it, but it was a thrill and we got to touch ourselves in front of one another.
Finally, when I was 11 (I think), I had a 'squiggly pen.' If you're not familiar with it, I'll describe. It's a pen that has a weight at the top that spins and causes the pen to make 'squiggles' when you write with it. It has a nice steady vibration and while sitting by myself in the kitchen, watching tv one night, I got the desire to place it against my vagina. The feeling was amazing. It felt so good that I actually thought something was wrong. I would pull it off my clitoris, out of guilt, but then curiosity got the better of me and I'd place it back. I pressed it harder and remember getting this tingly feeling I'd never felt before. It scared me and once again I pulled it off. After forcing myself to try it again, I held it against my clitoris and focused on the feeling. It grew so intense and I got so close to what I later found out was called an orgasm. I pulled it off once more, too scared to find out what this 'building up' feeling was going to do to my body! After a few minutes, I did it again. I thought, 'well... It feels so good, if it kills me, at least it will be an enjoyable death!' And stuck to my clitoris one last time. This time, I only lasted about 30 seconds. As the orgasm approached I clutched the pen in my small hand and 'rode it out.' I remember shuddering several times and having the feeling of utter relaxation and extreme sensitivity on my vagina. I thought it was the most amazing thing in the whole world and it never occurred to me that other people may have found out about this too! Needless to say, I had many more experiences with that 'squiggly pen.' Including using it in the back of my family's car on a trip to Florida with a trucker spying on me! I'll never forget those fun times. ....If only I could find that damn pen now......



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