I was always different than other girls. I remember the time I stumbled upon my dad’s collection of dirty magazines. I was probably nine or 10 years old, and instead of being grossed out or ashamed, I was fascinated! I kept flipping through the pages, looking at all the beautiful naked ladies, wondering what it would be like to look like them. I didn’t have to wait long. In short time my breasts started to develop, and by the time I started middle school, I had bigger boobs than most of the other girls.
I also discovered masturbation in middle school. One day I was rifling through the closet in the hallway, looking for a beach towel, when I found a hand-held muscle massager way in the back. I had heard some things at school about vibrators, so naturally I was curious. I ran off to my room with my new prize and tucked it away for later. When I went to bed that night, I pulled the massager out of its hiding place and tentatively turned it on, nervous about how loud it might be. Luckily, it wasn’t that loud.
I don’t know why, but I suddenly got a little nervous, so I didn’t go right for the gold. I took my time running the massager all over my body to get a feel for it, before I finally moved it below my belly button and inched downward from there. WOW! The vibrations felt amazing! Emboldened, I moved further down, centering the massager right over my clitoris (although I had no idea at the time that that’s what it was). Within seconds I started convulsing in my first orgasm, riding a wave I had never imagined existed before. Of course, my inexperienced little body couldn’t take it for long, so I moved the massager away and turned it off to catch my breath and gather my wits.
I laid there for a few minutes, processing what had just happened, and moved my hands down to investigate my still tingling vagina. I felt a dampness in the crotch of my underwear, so I slipped a finger under the elastic edge of my panties and discovered a slick wetness at the opening of my vagina. Fascinated, I swirled my finger in it and moved my finger up and down my labia and across the little nub sitting at the top, That felt REALLY good!
I decided to further my experimentation, so I pulled my finger away and reached again for the massager. This time I placed it right where my finger had been and turned it on. Again, within seconds, the vibrations rippled through me, causing my body to convulse in pleasure. I couldn’t believe how strong it was. It was a combination of ecstasy and agony because I just couldn’t take the intensity of the powerful vibrator. Again, I had to turn it off, as it became almost painful.
I wondered if there was a way to ride that wave longer without the excessive intensity. Curious, I shoved my finger back inside my panties and moved it to my now sopping vagina. I loved how smooth and slick it felt, and I wanted to see if I could bring the wave back with just my finger. I circled my hard little nub and moved my finger up and down across it, while dipping down to re-wet it as necessary. I alternated circling with up and down movements until thankfully that now familiar sensation started building and building, until the wave crashed again. This time my orgasm was a smaller, more tolerable wave that I was able to ride much longer. When my finger tired and I just couldn’t take any more, I pulled my hand away and just laid on my bed for a few minutes, absorbing everything I had just learned. Exhausted, I soon fell asleep.
Stay tuned for Part 2!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gzhivj/becoming_lola_part_1_lola_discovers_ecstasy
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