I wonder what it's like for a guy? Having an erection is an outward sign of arousal, isn't it? It doesn't matter whether your legs are together or not. Your dick stands proud, jutting, thrusting. For us, we have two advantages, I think. First, we can become highly aroused....even orgasm....with little outward sign. No bulge in the pants. Maybe erect nipples, but a quick adjustment of clothing can hide them, Second, the mere act of spreading our legs is high sexual....vulnerable....well...just plain horny!
"Don't sit like that!" That was what I heard from my parents from the age of 11 onwards. Like most developing girls, I was a bit awkward,and although my body wa changing, my mind was still some ways behind. Oh, I knew (obviously) I was changing, growing boobs, pubic hair, getting periods, but I'd grown up in that house and with everyone in it, so I was easy around them, but all of a sudden....."Don't sit like that!" But here's the thing, when I got to thinking about it, I realised that laying on my bed, with my feet up by my bum and my knees apart gave me a really nice feeling. As I got to know what was what down there...(another advantage you guys have...everything is there in full and easy view) I realised I was, essentially (and this is exactly the words I used then) "exposing my hole." I knew one day a guy would push his dick inside me, and like a lot of young girls, I wondered what it would feel like. By the age of 15 or so, some of my circle had "done it", some said they had but hadnt, but a few definitely had gone the whole route. Of them, a couple said it hurt like fuck, but equally a couple said it didn't. All I knew is that lying there in my bed as a 15 year old virgin, my skirt up round my waist and "showing my hole" made me buzz with excitement and holy fuck....did it make me wet! It seemed to pour out of me. Far from making me feel yucky, I loved it! The feel of it, the scent of it, and the taste of it too. When I had girl/girl fantasies, sometimes I would even smell my own underwear, pretending it was another girl's pussy. Boy, that would make me cum big time! And so to today....right now. I'm feeling horny of course, or I wouldn't be writing here. My brain has been giving me lots of girl/girl thoughts just lately, so I'm lying in my bed, skirt up, no underwear. Instead, my panties are right by me. They are wet too. Very wet, since I've been teasing myself a little. I'm thinking of a cute girl I was friends with at High School called Sara. Sara was something of a loner, and kept herself,to herself. Sometimes we migh have lunch together, but more often than not she wanted her own company. Sometimes, I wondered about her sexuality. She never had a boyfriend, and because of this, cruelly, she was thought of as either frigid or "a dyke". She had very pert boobs that looked a perfect shape, and sometimes, I got a look up her skirt if we were eating our sandwiches lying in the playing field in the summer. Right now, I have her in my mind. She's sitting opposite me, back against a tree and both knees up. Her feet, though, are ever so slightly apart. I can see her panties. I can see a slight damp mark on them too. Sara notices I'm looking. She smiles and slightly moves her feet. A pulse of wetness floods from me and my clit tingles. God, I want to touch her. She looks round, and sees we are quite alone. She reaches up her skirt and wriggles out of her panties, offering them to me. (I'm masturbating between sentences now.....between words.....I'm very aroused, but I don't want to cum too soon.) Sara glances between her own legs. Oh, she has a perfect pussy! Neat, trimmed, a light covering of pubic hair above her slit, and her clit sticks it's tongue out between her labia. I reach into my panties. Sara smiles. I look at her panties in my hand. Pale purple with her wetness darkening the material. I turn them inside out. The inside is covered! I bring it to my face and inhale her. "Tell me how I smell" "Oh Sara, it's light, fresh, feminine, musky. The scent of...of...your.....ohhh" (I almost came here in real life.) "Its ok....say it." "The scent of your cunt." She smiles. My hand is working in my panties and I want her to see me cum more than anything in the world. Sara knows I'm hovering right on the edge. I smell her again. The scent fills me. Pure sex. No, wait, more than that. 99% pure sex, but there's also a little piss scent too....fuck thats horny. Sara wriggles again. Her bare ass is on the grass now, and her rediculous school tartan skirt is bunched up round her waist against the tree. She looks between her legs.......and pees. I explode in an orgasm, both in my mind and here, lying on my bed. I'm inhaling my own scent off my own panties, of course, but somehow, it has changed....it doesn't quite smell like me.....good! That's what I needed. The image of Sara fades in my head and I become acutely aware of my exposed hole. My cunt. A guy, if there was one here, could slide inside me so easily. I would wrap my legs around him, and have him fuck me into oblivion.
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