Growing up I guess I was pretty sheltered. I didn't really get those feelings until I was closer to 16. My parents erroneously let me watch Euphoria, and that kind of taught me all i needed to know. I started emulating some of the things I saw. I knew enough to know what people where doing in scenes where they were together, but I didn't really understand what was happening when Rue was alone. So, being alone myself a lot, I tried to emulate it.
I waited until it was a rainy night, and slipped my hand into my panties, copying the way her knuckles pressed against the fabric. My fingers weren't unfurled though, so nothing really happened. Then I decided that it would feel better if I was making actual contact. I opened my hand and my fingers pressed against my pussy. It felt really warm, maybe because I was excited?
I went slow, because it was a bit uncomfortable, but then I thought about how Rue was breathing in the scene. As I breathed deeper, i felt a wetness down there. I didn't really need to pee, and I have since learned that some people describe it as that on here, but it just felt kind of like electricity was running through me.
I felt my body awakening. I was aware of my nipples pressing against the cotton of my tshirt, and the way my brow began to prickle with sweat. I also began to shake uncontrollably. My whole body would spasm, out of nerves, I guess. I was meeting this whole new person who was inside me, and who loved me and wanted to make me feel good.
So I let her come out. She took care of me and knew just what I wanted. She touched me in just the right way and could be dirty when I felt too shy. I let her take control, and when she was done, and after I recovered from my climax, i lay, hugging myself in my small little wet patch, listening to the rain beat on the roof outside. Sometimes I feel her knocking on the door of my subconcious. Sometimes its at school, or when I am at a friends house, or in the car with my dad. But sometimes, its late at night when I am alone in my room, and I invite her back to take care of me again.
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