It Was Fun To Be A Bad Girl

I was raised by my grandma and grandpa, and grandma taught me that masturbation was really dirty and ugly. She said only really bad girls do that. I was almost afraid to accidentally touch myself down there because of the things she had said.

But I remember one time when I was playing with a friend and we were listening to music. I remember I sat on the side of the sofa, on the higher part where you can rest your arm, and I was moving my body to the music. When my hips moved, the feeling was so good, with pressure between my legs. Later that night when the house was quiet and dark, I folded my pillow in half and straddled it, then kind of bucking back and forth with my hips, same like I had done when we listened to the music. It felt so nice and I enjoyed my little moment until I eventually fell asleep.

After that day I played on the pillow often. I never wanted to touch down on my vagina with my hands, but I thought it's not as naughty and not as wrong to play with the pillow.

At some stage at this age, 13, I had an actual orgasm and it was lovely but very surprising, quite scary. I thought something had gone wrong with my body, but then it shouldn't feel good - if something is wrong with the body, it should hurt.

I didn't know then what had happened but the first orgasm spurred me on to try to learn more. I was so inspired by the nice feeling that I started to dare to touch my vagina with my fingers. At first I thought it was disgusting and hated that it got wet and sticky. But it was quickly possible to find the place where it felt so good to fiddle with your finger.

Soon I mustered up the courage to discuss all this with my best girl friend. She thought it was a bit strange that I didn't know what orgasm and clitoris were, and I was very sad because I didn't really know. I felt really stupid. But my girl friend understood that it was because of my upbringing. In her family it wasn't as forbidden to talk about that stuff and her mother had explained a bit about sex and where babies come from and stuff like that. So my friend explained more to me and it was so interesting.

She had internet on her phone, she had a smart phone and I still had just a flip phone. And she showed me a sex advice page on a page for teenagers, and there I got so many answers to my questions.

Soon I began to enjoy taking my clothes off when I was alone at home. Sometimes I went out to the edge of the forest. No one could see me but it felt so exciting to walk across the lawn naked. One day I sat down in the grass and fingered my clitoris until I had a nice orgasm that was felt in my whole body and it was so nice to be outside with the sun warming my body and my butt on the grass. Of course I had to be careful, if my grandparents had come home and seen me they would have probably killed me...

But with that feeling, I also discovered another thing... it was fun and exciting to be a bad girl! 

I want to write more about my journey so I hope it's interesting and fun to read! Thank you.