The Beginnings of my Horny Life

There are pictures of me walking around the house in just my panties. And I liked to carry things in there. I used them as pockets. It felt good having things touching my skin down there. Pressed against parts that I didn't know the name for until later in life. I remember feeling it jump--really my clitoris throbbing from the stimulation.

When I would sit down I remember making sure that one of the things would be pressed against me. And I would just rock on it. It always felt so good. In fact in a family video you can see this happening in the background, my whole body trembling from the feeling.

I used to also stuff my panties with my blanket. One way I would do this was to take a bunch of my baby blankets, ball them up and put them pressed against my vagina. I would put them in until they stretched far away from my body, blankets shoved against my most sensitive parts. I would walk around, feeling them shifting it was such a lovely feeling. I did it in bed too. I would shove as much of my comforter into my panties as possible and rock on it.

Even without orgasming, I knew that fingers on my vagina felt good. I often tried to get the good feeling in bed. I would lie under the covers for hours with my hand in my panties, feeling around, loving the way it throbbed and made my tummy flutter. I spent so many hours of my childhood in bed with my hands in my panties.

Sometimes I would do that out of bed. I had many conversations with my parents about privacy. I broke that rule often. I would lay on my tummy with my hand in my panties on the living room floor. Again, my whole body would twitch as I furiously rubbed at my pussy. I just loved touching it.

I dont remember ever orgasming through any of this as a kid but I definitely used all of this to my advantage later in life when I finally learned how to orgasm on my own. But I spent so much of my childhood with my hand on my pussy.