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story 181
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my earliest memory of
my vagina is...
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A nine year old friend
asking to see it. I was the same age.
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when I was
little, my mother told me...
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Absolutely
nothing. I found out through my friends.
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when my friends
and I first talked about our vaginas...
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We didn't
talk much but secretly compared hair growth etc in the changing rooms
after PE.
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when I got
my first period...
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Quite late.
I was about 14. I was glad not to have to deal with it earlier.
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the first
time I shared my vagina with someone else...
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I went
over to a nine year old friend's house when I was the same age. I was
determined to see what a penis looked like. We went up to his bedroom
and I asked him to show me his willy. He took his willy out and let me
touch it. I touched it and it started to get hard with a small erection.
I then squeezed his balls and looked up the end of his willy. We went
out to play after that. A week later at my house we both wanted to go
to the toilet. We went into the bathroom, locked the door and I watched
while he peed. Then he asked if he could watch me. He was very curious
and looked at my clit. When I wiped myself he asked me to bend over so
he could see between my legs. He looked very closely and said it looked
cute. Our curiosity was satisfied and we never undressed for each other
again. When I was 23 I shared my vagina with my husband (boyfriend then).
He had waited for a month to see my pussy but I made him wait while I
satisfied myself with his penis which I couldn't stop masturbating. One
night he asked if he could see it and I said yes. The look of joy and
wonder on his face was something to see. It's still the same now over
16 years later.
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what I told/would tell
my daughter about her vagina...
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That it's nothing to
be ashamed of or worried about. I'd tell her to take total control of
a boy's penis from the start like I did. Make him wait for a sight of
her vagina as boys are too stupid to know when the right time is.
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this conversation
makes me think...
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Of
how right people were when they said that the quiet ones are the worst.
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