This story is about how I learned about masturbation.
Back when I was younger, maybe about seven, I would sometimes touch myself while I was alone in bed, but I didn't know what I was doing. I stopped that and didn't try it again until after a few years.
When I was 12 I rediscovered masturbation and learned what it was all about. How did I find out about it? Well, I was reading one of my cousin's romantic novels and it mentioned that a woman laid under the tap and let the water make her come. I didn't really understand it completely, but I wanted to see what the book was talking about.
So, I tried it and had my first orgasm. Somehow I knew what it was immediately and I wanted more. After a while I learned more techniques by researching masturbation. Now, my favourite way is to use the directed flow of the shower hose on my clit. I usually don't think of anything at all when I masturbate, but sometimes I do. Although I'm not a lesbian, at times thinking of another girl does make me wet.
Well, it's time to end the story. Bye, and keep posting!