Remembering my first time I used the shower head to get off [F] [masterbation]

I was so excited when we got a new shower head. It was one of those that you could adjust the pressure and amount of jets with the detachable head that you could hold too. Super fancy. I loved using it, but I didn’t know how good it was until I discovered how amazing it felt pulsing on my clit.

I remember that night years ago (18 at the time) I was having a hard time sleeping. My mind just wouldn’t shut off and to be honest… I was needing a release. Nothing seemed to work… I remember biting my pillow to keep quiet while I grinded myself against my blankets wedged between my legs, using my fingers to rub my swollen clit over and over as I dug my fingertips into my breast, even using the handle of my hair brush to thrust into my pussy as hard and fast as I could. I edged for hours that night. My hair was matted against my neck and back with sweat. Fingernail marks dotted my chest. My pillow wet from my mouth. I needed to cum, but none of my usual methods were working and this was before I had my collection of toys at my disposal. My pussy lips were wet and puffy, my clit was so swollen I could feel it purse with my pounding heartbeat, and sweat droplets covered my back. It was early morning and I decided to give up and try to get some sleep.

I woke up a few hours later… the sun was rising through the window onto my naked and exposed body. I ran my hands over my breasts, pinching my nipples slightly. They were instantly hard. My tiny hard tips were so sensitive after abusing them the night before. I gently circled them with the tips of my fingers as the sun spilled over me. I could still feel that tension deep inside that needed to escape. I craved that wave of pleasure to wash over me and gush from deep inside my pussy.

One hand slid down from my breast, across my chubby stomach, and to my mound. I parted my legs and gently stroked my slit, tickling my curly black hairs against my skin. I slid two fingers inside my lips and found my pussy wet and ready. I pushed into myself, two fingers, one knuckle at a time. In and out. Deeper each time. My other hand found my clit and I rubbed circles over it.

It wasn’t long before I was breathing heavy again. I bit my lips together so I didn’t make a sound as my heels dug into my mattress and my back arched up. I could feel it surging. So close. I pumped my fingers deep inside me, rubbing my clit fiercely, yes…. I closed my eyes and bit down onto my closed lips again…. I could bearly breathe…. my legs shook….. a little moan escaped in my throat as every muscle in my body contracted…. then the release… I pulled my fingers out as cum gushed and squirted all over my blanket and legs. I laid there in the morning sun, quivering, as I tried to catch my breath.

I listened for a minute before deciding that I was the only one awake that early on a Saturday morning. I figured I’d take a shower to clean up my mess. I slipped on my fluffy robe and left it open as walked out of my room, down the hall, and into the bathroom. I always loved walking around naked. Maybe for the thrill of getting caught, but that’s a story for another time.

The hot water steamed up the glass. I washed my hair and body slowly, enjoying the feeling of the water on my soft smooth skin. I was covered in suds and reached for the shower head. As I rinsed myself, my mind wandered… I remembered a scene from the movie “40 Year Old Virgin.” The girl in the tub, covered in bubbles, with the head held nozzle between her legs…. I’ve seen other movies where girls would use these kinds of shower heads on themselves… after edging so much the night before and getting off that morning… I still wanted more. So I was curious. Would it work?

I lift one leg onto the bench and slowly aimed the nozzle down to dripping soapy pussy. My lips were parted and I set the nozzle to the high pressure pulsing setting. I sprayed the warm water onto myself and the warm warm sprayed into me. It felt warm and exciting… the vibrations felt so good. I brought it closer and focused it onto my clit. I let out a soft cry and my knees almost buckled underneath me. It felt so intense and incredible. I held it there. I started to shake after a few seconds. It took every bit of self control to hold in moans of pleasure. My mouth just held open silently crying out as I came hard… it felt like I was cumming back to back. It lasted forever. I never felt anything like that before.

I sat down on the bench… every bit of my body shook…. my legs were weak…. I reached down and fingers myself to the edge again. I fucked myself hard and then brought the nozzle back to my clit. I bit my bottom lip so hard I thought it would bleed as I came again.

I imagined my fingers as a hard throbbing cock pumping deep inside of me and the warm water gushing into me as cum filling my pussy with each thrust. I wished a had a bare cock inside me… I wished I could have been filled right there. I couldn’t stop. I needed to cum more… it felt so good. I sat there, legs spread, until the water ran cold spraying my clit, coming over and over.

By the time I got out of the shower, I legs wobbled, my pussy quivered and my clit throbbed. I dried myself off, put on my robe and headed back to my room. I could hear a TV faintly in the other room. I laid back down in my bed, wrapped in my damp robe, and fell back to sleep.

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