Learning With a Rubber Pussy

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I started having nocturnal emissions shortly after turning thirteen. At that point I was completely unaware of what masturbation was. Unlike many boys who write to this site, I did not learn how to stroke from an older brother or friend. In fact I was fifteen before I first experienced orgasm but it was not in the usual way.



Weekly wet dreams became routine, usually about once a week. I had to wear briefs to bed so that the sheets wouldn't get stained. My wet dreams just sort of happened during my sleep. I never had any actual dreams that I could remember. Nor did I experience any sort of pleasure. I would wake up in the morning with crusty underwear, that's all. Like some others boys I've read about, I sort of thought that having wet dreams was masturbation. That's how poorly informed I was. Of course I had often played around with my cock but never long enough for anything to kick in, like an orgasm.



This all changed shortly after my fifteenth birthday. My grandmother lived a few blocks from us. Because she was alone in her house, an older cousin Steve slept over at her place. He was a few years older than me. At the end of June he had just finished his first year college. He and a friend were going on a hiking tour of Europe. Grandma asked me if I would stay at her place for July and August. I had a summer job at a local golf course so it would work out fine.



My grandma's house was small but there was a spare bedroom. It was really Steve's bedroom because he virtually lived there most of the time. He showed me his room, where everything was, etc. High on the closet shelf was a sex toy, covered up with an old shirt or something. It was a woman's lower torso made of skin-colored rubber. I was shocked to see it and surprised again when Steve said I was welcome to use it. I didn't know what you were supposed to do with it even though it was obviously a toy vagina. That is how out of touch I was at the time. So I asked Steve. He said something like 'Lay it on a towel on the bed or on the floor. Grease your cock with some baby oil. Stick it in and pump away till you get to heaven. It's as easy as jerking off.'



He told me to be sure the door was locked when I was 'pumping' just in case Grandma decided to come in unannounced. And to wash it out after I used it. I was already horny thinking about what it might be like to stick my cock into Steve's toy.



Steve and his chum left for Europe a couple of days later and I moved over to take his place. That first evening with my grandma went by very slowly. She watched TV for awhile but finally went to bed. I couldn't wait and headed for my bedroom.



Carefully I took the toy from the closet. There were no legs on the torso and no head but there was a pussy opening and breasts, all made of soft rubber. I laid the toy out on a towel on the bed. My cock was already hard as a rock, it had been since dinner time. I applied lots of baby oil to my cock like Steve had instructed. Then I straddled the torso and slowly lowered myself onto it and INTO it. What a sensation! Never had I experienced such a nice feeling all along my cock. I instinctively began to pump in and out of the pussy sleeve. And very rapidly the most wonderful sensations began to build in my groin, my cock and balls. It felt soooooo good I could hardly believe it possible. Within a short time my first orgasm hit me hard. I ejaculated into the toy and fell onto it exhausted. I was so overcome with the intensity of pleasure, I almost cried. That is my memory of the first time I experienced orgasm and ejaculation, pumping away on Steve's foam rubber toy.



The following days I couldn't wait to get home from my job at the golf course. First thing I would head to the bedroom, lock the door, take down the rubber pussy from the closet and lay it on the bed. Next, it was a strip down and then I would climb aboard for a ride into sheer pleasure. All of this would be repeated after dinner and again at bedtime, sometimes during the evening if I could make some excuse to Grandma for going back to my room yet again. Let's face it, I was a fifteen year old with plenty of testosterone to burn. Today, I am well aware that my 'coming of age' so far as masturbation goes, was quite late but let me tell you, I made up for it. I screwed that toy like there was no tomorrow.



Soon enough I stopped hiding the toy in the closet. I never made my bed in the morning and I just left my pussy toy covered up in the sheets. Grandma never cleared the room so it remained that way for the rest of the summer. Many nights I would do my thing with the pussy toy and then fall asleep, still on it and in it. During the night I would roll off at some point and wake up the next morning with that lovely object beside me. It did eventually leak into the bed sheets because I didn't clean it often enough. In fact I hardly ever washed it out, I was afraid Grandma would see me with it at the bathroom.



The sleeve of the toy (vagina) was for pumping but it was also a reservoir to collect the semen that was ejaculated into it. I tried to keep it clear by tipping it in to a glass and emptying the accumulated semen. There was a tiny hole at the far end of the sleeve and when there was too much semen, it would spill over. By summer's end, there was a fair amount of cum stains that had soaked through the sheets. Even some went into the mattress.



I continued my toy fucking for the rest of the summer, first thing in the morning and the last thing at night and in between whenever I was at Grandma's. During that time I never even thought of stroking my cock with my fist and didn't realize that was how all the other guys were doing it. Of course I didn't tell anyone about my cousin's toy either.



Toward the end of August I realized that it would soon be time to go back to my own home without the toy pussy. I thought about how I could continue my wonderful orgasms without it. So here is what I devised. Back home in my own bed, I would lay a pillow on the bed lengthwise about halfway down. Then I would grease my fist with Vaseline, stick it under the pillow and shove my cock into it. I could then pump into my fist with the pillow under my belly and chest. A towel or dirty T-shirt under the pillow kept me from messing the blanket when I shot a load. It worked beautifully and I kept masturbating that way until I went to college. My roommate soon showed me the easier way. But by that time, I was so used to fucking my fist, I would do it that way whenever I could.



I've been married for many years and don't masturbate nearly as much as back then. As for the toy pussy, when I left Grandma's I put it back in the closet without cleaning it. Steve was mad at me when he got back home a couple of weeks later. There was still a lot of cum in the toy and it had turned to mould. He claimed I owed him a pile of money for ruining his favorite toy. I never did pay him.

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