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story 154
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my earliest memory of
my vagina is...
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probaly from about
9 or 10
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when I was
little, my mother told me...
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about
the differences between the sexes, what sex was and what would happen
as I grew up, how my body would develop, the hormonal rush and the regular
monthly bleeding, my teenage years, what boys may or may not do, how
to look after myself and understand the changes. She was excpetionally
good at preparing me for my future life.
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when my friends
and I first talked about our vaginas...
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was
probably when we started having our periods. We all started within a
year or so of each other. I was quite late compared to some of them and
even then it was in fits and starts
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when I got
my first period...
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and
just about 13. I was a bit daunted at first but got used to the idea
of having to insert and change tampons regularly every month. I suppose
I got to know my vagina quite well.
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the first
time I shared my vagina with someone else...
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was
at college. I was about 15 then. I was quite fancied by one of the older
boys in the school and he came and asked one time after school if I would
like to go out with him. Which I did. He had borrowed his father's car
and we drove into town and met up with some of his friends at a bar.
We didn't stay longer than an hour and then he said he knew of a party
to go to. So we went to that but it seemed a bit flat so we only stayed
an hour too. He said we could go and park up somewhere and we could chat.
We ended up in a fairly secluded place with no street lights and no houses.
I wondered why we had come to this spot. Anyway we did start chatting
and giggling and as time went by we seemed to be getting closer and closer
together. He lent over and kissed me full on the lips. It seemed to last
for ages. He suggested we get in the back as it would be more comfortable
so we did. I sat in the back and he lay across my lap facing up. I lent
to kiss him and I could feel his hands sliding up my top. I wasn't wearing
any underwear and think he was surprised when his hands slid across my
bare breast and nipple. He followed that by lifting my top and kissing
my breast and sucking my nipple. I ran my hand through his hair and he
seemd to be enjoying just sucking me. I took my chance and lent across
him to undo his belt and zipper on his trousers and felt for his penis.
It was already stiff. I wanted to feel more, being my first experience
so slid my hand inside his underpants to feel that he was big and wet.
It wasn't easy as he was still clinging to my breast but I got a good
grip on his penis and ran my finger and thumb over the shaft and head
spreading the wetness as I did so. I felt him starting to rock back and
forth and he asked me to clench his stiff in my hand which by now was
very wet. My hand was soon also very wet. I felt I needed him to touch
me so suggested he touch me. He didn't need a second asking. I raised
my skirt and pulled my panties down and felt his warm large hands slide
up my thigh towards me. He toyed with me, stroking my thigh muscles and
touching my pubes but not venturing further. I wanted him to do more,
but he also wanted me to continue stroking him. I could feel his hardness
and I rubbed his penis with his juices until he was wet all over. He
continued playing at the 'door' and I spread my legs further apart so
he could get a better action but still he played with my thighs running
his hands over my pubes and across my stomach. He was already kissing
and sucking my nipples. I knew he was holding back but unsure why. Then
I felt his finger slide towards my clit and as he touched it I nearly
shot through the roof. This surprised us both that I could react like
this, but gave me a big thrill all through my body. I was dripping. He
did it again and again I jumped. This was repeated some 10 times before
I couldn't take it any more and rammed his hand into my slit and told
him to rub my now thoroughly wet vagina. He didn't need any more encouragement
and soon he was rubbing me all around my lips and sliding a finger into
my vagina. I could feel him feeling around all inside as if searching
for something. He was spreading my wetness all over my thighs, my pubes
and stomach. I was soon feeling that my orgasm was coming and I told
him that I was coming. He told me he was nearly there too. We rubbed
and kissed each other and I soon orgasmed. It was like a sudden rush
which left me feeling very weak and veulnerable for a moment. I also
felt that I had "let go" and learned after that I had
ejaculated as he said he felt a stream of liquid on his hand. Soon I
felt him coming as the muscles contracted and expanded around his penis
and ejaculated this lovely warm fluid into my hand. Of course then we
didn't know what to do with all this stuff. We waited a while until we
calmed down and then we got out the car and wiped our hands on the grass
- me with my pants around my ankles and him with his trousers around
his knees. As it was so quiet and peaceful and very warm I removed my
pants and skirt, leaving them in the car, and ran around for a while
almost naked. It was so exhilarating and it was a shame when we had to
dress to go home.
It was a great great experience and one we repeated many times but on
other occasions we were better prepared and we had much better sex with
full penetration. It was him that took my virginity and I was so leased
to have done so then. He sure was a super stud.
Unfortunately by end of college we had gone our separate ways.
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what I told/would tell
my daughter about her vagina...
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Don't give it away
but then don't hold back when the time is right.
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this conversation
makes me think...
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back
to almost 45 years ago when I had my first experience of sex. It was
a beautiful and moving time and I had a great time during my college
years.
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