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Early Times

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How I started


I don't know when I discovered that I liked to touch myself through my clothes but I must have been young. My mom and my gran were always telling me not to do it because it was not what ladies should do. At this time I didn't have orgasms because I never did it for long enough. What I did get was a nice tickly feeling in my tummy and in my legs. So despite my mom and my gran I continued to touch myself when they weren't around. For me then it had nothing to do with sex because I didn't know anything about sex. One of the places I used to touch myself was in the bathroom. Before going to pee I would hold myself down there and after I pulled up my knickers I would play again for a few minutes.

Later on I was still doing it but I had learned to be very discreet about it. What I found now was that I needed longer to get the good feelings. It was no longer enough to just hold myself for a few minutes. I stayed longer in the bathroom and then I discovered my bed. For some reason I had not until now touched myself in bed. It happened one night by accident. I had to adjust the position of my knickers under my pyjamas and I got the magic tingle. From then on it was part of my night time routine before going to sleep.

The other development was that the girls in my class began to talk about boys. At first it was just general talk, who was nice, who was rough etc. Then in our smaller groups there were little jokes which passed me by first of all but that later I realized referred to the physical differences between us. Of course I knew that there were differences, living with dad and two younger brothers saw to that but I had never thought much about it. At this time we got some very basic sex education about how babies were made although nothing was said about pleasure. However some of my classmates began to hint at different things girls and boys did to each other and I began to find a guilty pleasure in imagining some of these things. My touching was now accompanied by these imaginings and even though I did not find orgasm yet, I was on my way towards that outcome.



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