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How I Learned to Orgasm

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After months of frustration, my best friend saved me

When I hit puberty I hit it hard. My hormones raged and suddenly all I could think about was sex. I didn't know much beyond the very dry technical information I'd learned in sex ed.. I just knew it fascinated me, and that thinking about it made my little pink nipples harden and give me a warm ache between my legs. Masturbation wasn't a word I'd ever heard before, nor had anyone ever explained to me that when the feeling between my legs got unbearable that there was something I could do to relieve it. I had been taught that that area was private and to be kept clean, so other than washing it or wiping it after I peed, I shouldn't be touching it with my fingers because I would make it dirty. I spent many nights lying in bed in almost in tears because I had let my imagination run away into a sexy fantasy about one of my classmates and then my little kitty was so achy that I didn't know what to do. I finally figured out that if I bunched my blankets up between my legs and held them there that I would feel a little relief. Enough to go to sleep at least. One night, a few days before we started freshman year, I was sleeping over at my friend Megan's house and we were in her basement in our sleeping bags talking about the boys we liked. Megan liked a boy named Carl and I had a major crush on a classmate of our named James. I had spent practically the whole summer in agony over him--both in my heart and between my legs. As we were talking about how cute they were I started to feel the ache again. I began squirming a bit. I tried to take deep breaths and will the sensation away. I was completely embarrassed to have it happen while sitting there with Megan. I didn't want to spend the whole night uncomfortable. But Megan kept going on about how hot they looked the day before at the pool shirtless and tan, and I just couldn't help it, that ache came full force. "God, I'm so horny now," she said, giggling. "What? Horny?" I asked, completely confused. I'd never heard the word before (I lived a pretty sheltered childhood). "Horny, Rosie. You know, where you feel like you need to masturbate?" I stared blankly at her, "I...I don't know..." "You don't know how to masturbate!?" She squealed, "Oh Rosie, but what do you do when your kitty gets swollen?" "I...I..." I could feel the tears spill over my eyelids, "I don't know what to do, Megan. It get's so bad that I can't fall asleep some nights. I just don't know what to do. Like right now it's so puffy because we were talking about James. I just cant stand it anymore!" I put my hands over my face and sobbed. Megan scooted over towards me in my sleeping bag and put her arms around me, "Oh Rosie, don't cry. Don't cry. You don't have to feel that way. Why did you never tell me?" "I don't know," I sniffled. "I didn't know it happened to anyone else." "It happens to everyone." "It does?" I asked, wiping my tears away. "Yeah, to guys at and girls," Megan assured me, "It just means you need to make yourself cum. It will feel absolutely amazing. And then afterward you feel much better." "But, how?" "Everyone does it different," Megan said, and I wondered how she knew (but that's a story for later), "But it is just a matter of touching it how it feels good for you. And then you keep going and going until it explodes." "Touch it? With my fingers? I don't know if I can do that," my mother's warnings about making it dirty still had influence on me then (silly me). "You don't have to do it like that. I like to." She said, and suddenly I was imagining Megan touching her little pink kitty and my nipples stiffened. " But there are other ways. Just listen to your body, what sounds like it would feel good?" "Sometimes scrunching a blanket or a pillow between my legs makes it feel better," I told her. "Oh, nice. I bet you could make yourself cum by humping then. Why don't you try it right now?" She said, grabbing a throw pillow from the couch and handing it to me. "You wouldn't even need to take off your bottoms probably." I was shocked. Completely stunned that she was suggesting I do this right here in front of her. "I don't know..." "Oh come on Rosie, it's okay," she said, grabbing another pillow and straddling it between her own legs and began to rock herself on it. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. I will do it too. You're my best friend and I don't want to see you so uncomfortable. It will be amazing. Just close your eyes and imagine James. Imagine you having him between your legs and that you're grinding on him. Do it, Rosie." Watching her start to hump the pillow and hearing her describe James between my legs was too much for me to resist. I took the pillow she'd handed me and spread my legs over it. I leaned forward onto my hands and began rocking my hips slowly against it like she was. Oh. My. God. The feelings in my kitty became more intense than I'd ever felt before. "Yes, Rosie." She purred, "Just keep humping. I promise it will feel so amazing when you cum. Keep thinking about James. Imagine it's him." I swiveled my hips into the pillow, feeling the pleasure radiate from the top of my kitty (from what I now I know is my clit) and pressed harder down into it. I grabbed another pillow and laid it beneath my chest so that I could lay my full body down against it. I had started to sweat, and my breath was coming in ragged little gasps as I thought about kissing James' neck and feeling his hands on my nipples. My little butt cheeks twitching and contracting as I thrust my kitty against the pillow. Beside me, I could hear Megan whimpering as she kept grinding herself onto her pillow. I opened my eyes as I pumped, seeing her still upright, her hips moving at lightening speed as she kneaded and pinched her perky breasts through her thin camisole. Her eyes closed, she was panting, as she began to shake. She opened her eyes and whispered, "Rosie. Rosie I am going to cum." As she said it, something tightened in my gut, and I knew instinctively I was about to cum, too. "Me too," I moaned. Feeling the immense unbearable pressure building deep between my legs as I pistoned my hips as hard and as fast as I could into the pillow. The pleasure forcing involuntary grunts from me. "Cum with me," she whimpered, reaching over and grabbing my hand. "Let's cum. Please, let's cum together. Oh god, Rosie. Oh god." And then she leaned forward, lying her face next to mine. We both ground ourselves into the pillows, staring into each other's eyes, gasping in the sheer pleasure coursing through our bodies. It hit us both at the same time. Megan I and began to shake violently as we groaned a final long moan together. My hand squeezing Megan's as my eyes rolled back into my head. I felt the pressure in my gut burst and spread and intense heat through my kitty and down through my legs. My little tight asshole and soaked pink kitty spasming uncontrollably. Wave after wave of blinding pleasure pulsed through me. I thought I was going to drown right there in my own ecstasy, with Megan bucking against her pillow right beside me in her own waves of pleasure. As the intense pleasure subsided and I caught my breath, I realized I was crying. Tears of joy at the discovery of the amazing new pleasure. Tears of relief at knowing I would no longer have to suffer nightly with my own uncomfortable arousal. And tears of gratitude for my beautiful best friend Megan, who showed me this wonderful thing. Megan opened her eyes and saw my tears. Immediately she looked concerned, "are you okay? are you hurt? I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you do something you didn't want to." I squeeze her hand, that was still in mine, "Megan, no. Don't worry. I'm more than okay. I am absolutely fantastic." She relaxed and smiled at me, "I just am so happy. Thank you. Thank you for showing me how to cum. Thank you for doing it with me. I just love you so much, you are my best friend." She leaned over, and pressed her soft lips against mine. "I love you too, Rosie." And we closed our eyes and I listened to the sound of her breathing until we both fell asleep. That was the first of many experiences that Megan and I shared. And I couldn't ask for a better best friend to share them with.

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