Sorry about the cheesy title - this is the story of how I discovered masturbation thanks to a new teddy bear!
Hi, I'm Jemma and I learned the basics of masturbation six years ago at the tender age of twelve. This brief story details what happened on Chritsmas night back in 1996. I was (and still am) quite feminine, and it was about 9pm and I had just gone to bed. As usual, I was wearing just my nightdress, which was a frilly pink knee-length dress which was quite loose that I had been given as a present that day. At that age I was thin and quite curvy, and had 28AA boobs (a memory that for some reason has always remained with me).
Anyway, before I tucked myself in I had to get a teddy as I could never sleep without one. My very generous aunt had bought me a five-foot long replica polar bear, white and very soft and fluffy. It was taller than me and perhaps like a mother figure - I lay arms around it and pulled my duvet over. I was happy, but felt maybe I should cuddle it a bit tighter, so decided to lie on top of it for convenience. It's belly area was raised a little, and as my loins rubbed over it I felt this strange tingling that was really rather nice. I eventually figured it was this gentle brushing-past that caused this feeling, so did that for a while. Eventually the feeling got stronger and my rate increased; I hugged the bear more tightly and pressed into it a little. Then I felt myself get almost sucked towards the bear as this powerful energy gripped my body - I was scared, and after what seemed an eternity I felt a release, and it seemed like I had wet myself. I felt absolutely relaxed and exhausted, and so didn't bother to wash or anything and just fell asleep on my lovely new bear.
After that night, I often found myself - usually naked - almost sliding myself all over it, letting the soft fur tickle all these tingly parts of my body, especially between my legs where the wetness came from. I'd say I "came" 1 in 3 times, but it always felt really exciting and lovely whether I had that feeling or not.