People are gifted in different areas, my speciality is masturbating. I have been masturbating since I can remember. I think I was born knowing how to pleasure myself. Although my most favorite orgasm is achieved by small and powerful circles by my finger, I try all kinds of things if I am horny enough. Water jets(showers, hot tubs, even kitchen sprayers) pearls, feather boas. I have successfully cum with large plumbing wrenches, hot dogs, tapered candles and even an icicle, once.
I am married and have a great, sexy husband and we enjoy a fantastic sex life. I don't call myself a sex addict, but I am sure an orgasm addict and masturbating is a sure fire orgasm for me.
I have so many stories I don't know where to start. This memory always leaves me wet and ready...
I was 12-years-old and already adept at masturbation. I was young and although I had not used anything but my fingers to stimulate my clit into orgasm, I would experiment with different places and would dare to masturbate in places I might get caught.
I had just started babysitting and this was one of my first jobs, but the kids were really old enough to take care of themselves. I was just there in case there was an emergency and they usually were playing outside with their friends.
I felt like such a grown up. I went exploring through the house and ended up in the master bedroom where I had never seen such a big bed. I layed across the bed and when I looked up, there was a mirror over the bed, which I had never seen before. I immediately got excited and of course my thoughts raced to watching myself as I stroked myself into orgasm. I was so ready! I slowly took off every stitch of my clothing and watched in the mirror as I slowly caressed my already large tits and hard nipples and small waist. I opened my legs wide and ran my fingers through the soft hair. As I was about to touch myself I was scared upright in the bed as the kids dad walked into his bedroom. He stood there with his mouth open, not able to say a word. I told him that it was okay, but he didn't move. As he stood there, I slowly turned my body so he could see my pussy, which was throbbing at the thought of someone being there and watching me. I sat upright on my elbows and fingered my wet pussy, then I thrust my head back and moaned. When I looked back up he had unzipped his pants and was stroking his large, hard pink penis. I was so incredibly excited that I immediately came and squirted all over the bed. Being able to see myself and his reaction to me, made me orgasm again and again and I just kept stroking my clitoris and even sticking my fingers inside my pussy and my ass, just to excite him more. He started quietly saying, 'You naughty girl, you naughty girl.' He said it over and over again. I loved it! It felt so good being so bad. I came and came until he came, which surprised me. I had never seen a man cum before. He zipped up his pants and was gone.
I had seen him only once more while he was working with my dad on some handyman project in the backyard. He didn't speak to me and when my dad asked him why, I just winked at him and said, 'Don't worry Dad, he just thinks I'm a naughty girl.' They moved shortly after but the memory moves me every time I remember!