When I was 13 my grandmother gave me this makeup kit. It had this makeup brush with a clear platic handle. One of my favourite games was to pretend to be a rockstar. This involved putting on heavy makeup and then dressing up like a well known pop star. I would grab a hairbrush and sing along to 'Like a Virgin' while jumping around my room.
Anyway, at that time my breasts has started to develop and for some strange reason I thought that my nipples were also in need of some makeup. So I would take the makeup brush and run it over my nipples. After doing this every few days for a few weeks I became aware of a strange feeling down below. Sort of a tingle or slighting throbbing. It was something I hadn't felt before, but it was certainly nice. Not soon after that I was off sick from school with a cold. My boredom soon turned to my makeup brush. Under the safety of my duvet, I would flick the brush over my nipples. Pretty soon the familiar buzz between my legs reappeared.
More out of curiosity than anything else, I ran the brush between my legs. I couldnt feel much, so I pulled my sleep shorts and panties off and continued brushing with up and down strokes. I didnt really know what to brush, so the bristles went over the insides of my thighs and over my belly button. Eventually I found that short up and down strokes in a particular area felt REALLY good. I didnt have an orgasm, but from that day on I was hooked.
One day I was in the bathroom, playing my brush game while sitting wide legged on the edge of the bath. I discovered that the best sensations were to be had by holding the brush between my hands and then rubbing my hands backwards and forwards, causing the brush to spin. The trick was to apply just enough pressure while spinning the brush as fast as I could. The second time I did this, I had my first orgasm. When it was happening, I was a bit scared, but the intense throbbing between mmy legs was reason enough to continue.
Suddenly it was like something was bursting inside of me. I remember thinking that I was worried my mom would know what I had been up to, so I promised myself never to do that again! Of course, that pledge lasted about a week, and after that I started up again and about a month after that it was a daily occurrence. Occasionally I would get really bold and reverse the brush and insert its plastic shaft into my vagina. It was about as thick as my finger and I would only put it in a couple of inches. I didn't really do anything except twirl it back and forth with my fingers-I certainly didn't stick it in and out, because it never even occurred to me to do so.
If felt nice but the problem was, that if I did this I couldn't use the brush end for my twirling trick, so I didn't do it very often. I had a a sleep over for my 15th birthday. My friend asked who had 'done it'. Most denied it, some said they had tried it once or twice. I also claimed innocence. If only they knew!