by Happy Harriet » Sun Mar 11, 2007 12:04 pm
No one taught me to masturbate. I can't recall my age, I was at a pool party with some girl friends. We were all splashing around when one of my friends needed to pee and didn't want to trail water into the house. The girl who lived at the house just told her to pee outside, "nobody is looking". She climbed at the pool squatted down, pulled her costume to the side and let rip. To this day I think she had planned it because she hadn't even bothered to turn away from us, no "stage fright"nothing. I couldn't take my eyes off her! Up till then I knew rubbing made me feel good but nothing more, but this was the first time I had a very urgent need to rub my clit. I surreptitiously rubbed my crotch in the water, but it wasn't good enough. I got out the pool and ducked into the changing hut. I didn't even bother to take my costume off I just rubbed through the material while standing up. Within seconds my legs stiffened and the most amazing feeling built and built until I started to shudder with orgasm. It was the beginning of a lifelong passion of jilling.
To this day I find the image of a woman peeing exceptionally erotic, although why i should have found it so before I had ever orgasmed is a mystery.