I discovered my clit when I was 13 and masturbating immediately became my favorite hobby. So every day when I came from school first things to do were
- rush into my room
- close the door
- unzip my jeans
- put my hand inside my clothes and
- caress my little clit until I squirmed around under the wonderful waves of pleasure of my orgasm.
It was only after this routine I could concentrate myself on my homework or meeting friends.
Going to bed at night meant pushing up my nighty over the hips, slowly touching my outer and inner lips until my clit cried for attention and then finally giving my clit all it was begging for masturbating to orgasm after orgasm until I fell asleep or just couldn't make it anymore.
So this was my everyday-routine of joy and happiness and I was very happy not to have to share a room with my sister who was two years older than me.
A few months after developing this delightful routine the holidays came and my parents, my sister and I went to the sea, me sharing a hotel room and a queen sized bed with my sister.
A few days later I took advantage of my sister showering after we came home from beach for a quick orgasm, but this was it and at night I tried to ignore my wet pussy and aching clit keeping my hands over the blanket.
But my body already was so addicted to its nightly sexual pleasures that it became harder and harder to skip them and after a few nights my hand went visiting my pussy lips without me taking notice at first. So I placed my fingertip at my clit without moving, waiting to be sure my sister would be asleep. From my position I could see the clock and it was one of the hardest 30 minutes of my life until I got started moving my finger the softest and slowest I could. Not adjusting pace and intensity of my moves made it take much longer as usual, but finally my body almost exploded in pleasure! This night I slept wonderful and I continued that stategy the following nights.
Some nights later I got more brave and continued masturbating after the first orgasm. I had the impression the build up lasted forever and when I finally bit into my other hand to prevent me from moaning, I heard my sister giggle!
'Guess it was a really good one' she said, 'are you finally finished now or do you need some more?' I was shocked being caught by sis, but then she told me she had heard me every night-because she was waiting for me to sleep just to do the same thing!
It turned out that sis was masturbating every night too, but usually one orgasm was enough for her. After sharing our experiences of self pleasuring for over one hour, she left for the bathroom and took a long bath, while I fell asleep.
Without mentioning the topic of masturbation again in any way, from that night on every time we had to share a hotel room, sis left for taking a bath every evening that took at least one hour and so leaving me enough time to get exhausted and satisfied for the night. And for sure she took advantage of this time too!
To make a long story short:
So I grew up and the tip of my right index finger became the most experienced lover I ever encountered! My actual husband is great too and he enjoys very much me being horny as hell every night-but after licking and fucking I always enjoy a 'dessert orgasm' laying in his arms and fingering myself...