In my second year at university I roomed with a 20-year old woman called Sarah. I really envied her because she was so out-going and had no trouble making friends, while I was very shy and had quite a hard time of it. She also had boyfriends and I didn't and she was also quite open and frank about sexual things. It was quite a shock for me to discover that she also masturbated regularly. Soon after we moved in to together I woke one morning to hear her panting in her bed and then coming out with a weird kind of cry.
She was to tell me later that she had until then masturbated in the
bathroom but she had woken from a very erotic dream and had very
quickly fingered herself to orgasm hoping I wouldn't hear. Sarah did her best to 'educate' me as she put it, and I
have to say that by the end of the year I had seen my shyness almost
disappear. Although I would never equal her self-assurance I certainly
had a lot more self-confidence thanks to her and we are now very firm
friends. She was (and is) a great fan of masturbating and once having
'fessed up' to me about it, I heard her doing it quite often in the
bathroom. She was exasperated that I wouldn't do it too and one evening
she came back to our room after having been out to a party and
announced (buoyed by lots of wine) that she was going to show me how to
do it. She promptly undressed and I have to say what followed is well
and truly imprinted on my memory. For a start it was the first time I
had seem her nude. Her breasts stood well out from her chest with no
need of a bra. They were slightly pointed with a large dark area
surrounding the nipple and I was intrigued to see that her breasts
actually pointed slightly out sideways. She had obviously worn a very
brief bikini while out in the sun for her skin was pure white against
the dark tan where her top had been. Surprisingly for someone of her
size she had an almost flat stomach - probably helped by having quite
wide hips. A faint line of hair ran down the middle of her stomach into
her navel and down into her triangle. Her pussy was shaved in an exact
triangle. She went over to her bed (or should I say swayed over to it
because of the wine - I think she was more than a little drunk) and lay
on her back on her bed with her legs slightly raised and apart and with
her left hand opened the little drawer that was beside her bed. She
reached in and brought out a gold-colored vibrator, turned it on and
put the pointed end against the top of her pussy. Turning her body
slightly to me she said this is how it's done, watch and learn. With
her right hand, she began a rhythm of pressing the vibrator against her
clitoris at the top of her pussy and then moving it down to go a little
inside her and then moving back to her clitoris. It was apparent this
regular movement was how she brought herself to an orgasm. While she
was doing this it was possible to see what else was happening. Her left
hand she had brought around to her left breast and with the flat of her
open hand she was lightly rubbing the nipple. She was lying with ber
back a little upright because of a small pillow and her breasts had
subsided only slightly. Both nipples were now strongly erect, standing
up from their dark surrounds. It was apparent that she had begun a well
visited journey towards reaching an orgasm. Her hips began to move her
pussy against the vibrator, especially when she put it into her pussy
and her stomach muscles alternately tightened and relaxed when the
vibrator was on her clitoris. Soon the vibrator did not move back to
her clitoris but stayed inside and she started firmly thrusting against
it. Half the length of the vibrator was going into her now and other
things were happening. Our room was warm and a trickle of sweat began
to form between her breasts and start flowing down the middle of her
flat stomach and gather in her navel. Her breathing of course was
quickening. It had started out simply breathing quickly but now it was
a pant in time with the pelvic thrusts. Sarah appeared to be imagining
that someone was actually making love to her. Her grip on the vibrator
had changed to have her hand at the top so as to allow it to go deeply
inside as her hips thrust her pussy up but it now also rested where it
could press against her clitoris when she wanted that. She was now
muttering something that sounded like fuck me john fuck me and it was
obvious that behind her tightly closed eyes she was imagining him on
top of her and thrusting into her. Sarah was now loudly grunting each
time her pelvis thrust her pussy up and the vibrator went deep inside
and also pressed against her clitoris. She had completely forgotten I
was watching or so it seemed. Each thrust produced a lilt and lift to
her breasts as they rose and fell. It seemed the vibrator pressing
against her clitoris was what was controlling the journey. Soon the
thrusts increased in speed and energy and she was now crying out
loudly. Then the orgasm arrived. She half sat up, her legs went higher
in the air, she cried out even more loudly then went quite stiff and
tense except for her legs which came down and her heels began drumming
on the bed and the orgasm swept over her. The lips around her pussy
were pushed out around the vibrator and liquid flowed out. Her stomach
muscles began a regular contraction which lasted quite a while. All
this time she was in the grip of a most tremendous climax. Sarah's head
was well back, her teeth were bared and her eyes were tightly closed.
Things gradually quieted down but she let the vibrator rest against her
clitoris and this started a different kind of orgasm - more like a
male's where the orgasm itself became rythmic every second for another
while. What ended this appeared to be pure exhaustion. She was panting
very hard, sweat covering her body in a film. It looked like she was
going to pass out. But she took the vibrator away and the orgasms
stopped happening. Her nipples collapsed back into her breasts and her
breathing began to slow . I saw the lips of her pussy slowly grow
smaller and her legs stretched out and lay flat on the bed. She at last
opened her eyes and just said that's how it's done. It was one thing
that I was amazed at what I had seen. It was another to realise that
down in my own pussy I had been drawn as tight as a guitar string. For
the first time I was really wet, for the first time I felt my nipples
hard against the sweatshirt I was wearing and for the first time I felt
the tremendous drive of a sexual urge. I slipped my hand under my
knickers and felt unerringly for my clitoris which I could feel was
swollen and wet. Such was my arousal that I came within seconds - my
first orgasm being one that made my pelvis thrust up hard against my
hand and finger and wet my knickers through. Sarah watched without
saying anything. She turned out her light and went to sleep I was still
very aroused and made myself come once more in my bed, taking a little
longer this time and then went to sleep too. My husband Chris and I
love masturbating (he is a member of your page) and one of his
favourite things is me reading an erotic story to him while he does it.
If any woman has an erotic experience I could read to him (and think it
fun that it ends up arousing him) then they could email me with it.
by Allison
The Masturbation page
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