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MY THOUGHTS ABOUT MASTURBATION
By Kelly
pghpa_girl@yahoo.com
http://www.pghpagirl.com
For most people it seems that masturbation is that
dirty secret we all share but won't admit to. I mean,
practically everyone I know does it so why the secrecy
and shame? For the life of me I do not understand why
pleasuring yourself is not a public activity! If
someone tried to get you to do something that was
legal, feels good, can be done anywhere, harms nobody,
doesn't involve drugs, and is FREE, you would have to
be crazy to turn it down. Yet every day some poor kid
is chastised by his parents or other elder when he or
she gets caught doing what simply comes natural.
You especially can't blame kids for masturbating.
With hormones surging, bodies changing shape, and new
feelings and responses awakening daily, the only
unnatural response would be NOT to masturbate! When
it comes to sex, if Mom and Dad won't discuss it then
it must be really good – right? And since they
haven't told you anything about then you just have to
learn on your own and that's where unwed mothers come
from. Fortunately I grew up in a family where sex was
not a taboo subject. My parents believe that an
informed person makes more responsible decisions and
behaves in a more accountable manner. Teaching your
kids about sex does not encourage them to do it, if
anything just the opposite is true. Remove the
mystery and the curiosity is satisfied. Even if it
doesn't stop them from having sex, hopefully they will
practice safe sex.
A part of dealing with sex is dealing with the human
body. Nudity was present but not flaunted in my
house. My parents and I did not run around naked or go
off exposing ourselves to the neighborhood or anything
like that. At the same time we were not ashamed of
our bodies and nudity was acceptable - in the proper
time and place. To me the key was that I was taught
to differentiate between nudity and sexuality. For
instance, we don't wear swim suits in the hot tub
because it is more comfortable that way, not because
we intend to have sex. Bedroom and bathroom doors are
rarely shut unless for a specific reason yet we honor
each other's privacy by not barging in unannounced.
When my parents do shut their door I knew that it
usually means they are having sex and did not want to
be disturbed so I let them be. It makes me sad that
most parents hide their love for each other and their
sexuality from their kids. If anything, it made me
feel more secure growing up knowing my parents were in
love and had a healthy sexual relationship.
My first exposure to masturbation that I can remember
came when I was just eight years old. Knowing what
happened that day should help you to understand better
why I have the attitude that I do about masturbation……
I was walking past my parent's bedroom one weekend
morning and I saw my dad laying on the bed with a porn
flick on the TV. He was naked - which wasn't unusual
since both of my parents slept in the nude (I also did
later, starting when I was 12) but there was something
different this time. I could see that he was holding
his penis and was doing something with it. Not only
that but his penis looked different than I had seen it
before. Whenever I saw him naked, usually in the hot
tub or in the bathroom, it was hanging down and small
but somehow it had become large and much longer and
looked to be very stiff from the way he was able to
stroke his hand up and down on it like a fat broom
handle. His eyes were closed but he definitely wasn't
sleeping! I was fascinated and curious so I stood
there in the doorway, watching him intently to see
what would happen. I was too young to feel anything
sexual about what I was seeing so it was curiosity
more than anything that made me watch, wondering what
in the world my dad was doing. My parent's bed was
situated so they faced away from the door in the bed
so he either didn't notice me or didn't mind that I
was watching (probably the latter looking back now).
His hand started to move faster and faster and
suddenly I heard him groaning loudly. I was afraid
maybe something was wrong and was about to say
something when his hips rose up in the air and I was
amazed to see this thick white fluid suddenly start
spurting from the end of his penis! I knew that this
was where he peed from but what I saw certainly wasn't
pee! It must have done that 6-7 times and by the time
he was done his stomach was covered with it. He
rubbed his penis in it, spreading it all around,
jerking every now and then as if he was being shocked.
After it was over he laid there motionless, breathing
heavily as if he had been working out. At the same
time I felt a hand on my shoulder - it was my mom! I
almost blurted out something, afraid that I had done
something wrong but she put her finger to her lips and
led me back to my room. She lifted me up onto my bed
and then sat down next to me. I was so worried that I
had done something wrong!
"I'm sorry Mommy," I said as I started to cry, "I
didn't mean to do anything bad."
My mother held me in her arms and hugged me. "It's OK
sweetie, you didn't do anything wrong. Sometimes your
daddy has needs that have to be taken care of and when
he does it's just polite to leave him alone."
"But what was he doing Mommy?" I asked.
My mom then explained to me all about masturbation.
It took a while because although I knew the basics of
the birds and bees, my parents had not yet discussed
masturbation with me as I wasn't old enough to start
playing with myself seriously yet. Oh sure I had
touched myself to explore myself but my pussy wasn't
responding that way yet. When she was done I still had
a few questions.
"Do just boys masturbate Mommy? " I asked.
"Oh heavens no Kelly, girls do too, some do even more
than boys. Someday you will and it will be easier to
understand because then you will know how good it
makes a woman feel."
"So do you masturbate?"
"Yes dear, I do."
"How often?"
My mom smiled at that one. "A couple of times a week,
maybe more depending on my mood. Your dad does it
every day, usually at work though. Men just have a
harder time controlling themselves."
I was really interested now so I looked up at her and
asked, "Mom, can I watch you? Will you show me how
you do it?"
Well, I think I caught her by surprise with that one!
As much as she and my dad were open about sex, I had
never actually seen them doing it and I don't think
she had expected to be masturbating in front of her
daughter this morning!
"Well Kelly, masturbation is a very personal time for
me but I promise someday when you are ready I will
help you in any way I can."
"But what happened to daddy's penis?" I asked. "I
never saw it look that way and what was the stuff that
came from it? He seemed to like it when that
happened."
My mom smiled and hugged me. "Oh my little Kelly, so
much for you to learn today. I tell you what, tonight
when we are in the hot tub I will explain it to you
with your father."
From there we went on to other things moms and their
daughters talk about but when she left I couldn't help
but remember the way my dad looked when he was doing
it. I couldn't wait until I could masturbate! I may
not have understood what it meant yet but if my mom
loved it then it must be good. The rest of the day I
kept wondering what my mom was going to explain to me
later that night.
We have a great hot tub on our deck and we used it a
lot – almost every night. We have never worn anything
in it, I loved the feel of being naked outside in it
and in any case my parents believed that you should be
nude in a hot tub to keep the water clean. After
supper when the sun was about down my mom called me to
come out with her and my dad. I stripped off my
clothes and ran downstairs, grabbing a bath towel on
my way. Walking out into the deck, I saw my parents
were already in so I joined them as fast I was able to
adjust to the hot water. My dad looked at my mom and
she smiled and nodded her head to him. Then she came
over to me and hugged me.
"OK Kelly, I promised you I would explain what was
happening to your dad today so here we go." She
looked over at my dad and motioned him to get up.
"C'mon John, sit on the ledge next to her."
My dad got up and I saw the water draining off his
penis, almost like he was peeing. Then he sat down on
the side of the hot tub next to me.
"Kelly, kneel and get between your dad's legs now and
face him," said my mom.
I did as she told me and my shoulders and head were
out of the water, my face at about the height of my
dad's crotch. I had never been this close to him this
way before and I could see his wet penis right in
front of me. His pubic hair all wet and matted down
so his whole penis was exposed. He was small and soft
– it certainly didn't look like it did earlier that
day!
My mom continued, "This is how a man normally is
Kelly. His dick is soft and fits in his pants."
I had never heard my mom call my dad's penis a dick
before. My friends used various names for it but my
mom and I had always called it a penis before. For
some reason, "dick" sounded naughty and I remembered
another word that was my friends' and my favorite –
"cock". These just seemed easier to use than penis
which sounded so formal and like school.
My mom went on saying, "Now when a man gets sexually
excited, his cock grows to make it easier for him to
enter a woman's pussy. You remember what I taught you
about sex. No I want you to touch it and then you
will see what I mean."
I had never ever felt my dad's dick before so I
gingerly reached out to it. I touched it with my
finger and my dad took my hand and held it against his
dick.
"It's OK Kelly," he assured me, "You won't hurt me.
Just hold it in your hand and watch."
I grabbed the whole thing in my hand. It seemed soft
and warm, different than anything else I had ever
held. I noticed my mom was watching but she was
staying quite for the moment, letting my dad show me
what to do. Suddenly I felt a slight surge in my
hand. His cock had moved! Now it seemed a little
bigger too. Not enough to see but I could feel it
grow slightly!
My mom slipped up next to me and I could feel her bare
body pressed up against mine. "Remember the cow you
milked on the farm we visited? Just do to his cock
what you did to the cow and watch what happens."
I looked at her a bit strangely, not quite
understanding why she wanted me to do it but I did as
she asked. As I started to "milk" his wet cock it
grew even more! It was fascinating to see it growing
and I could feel it getting larger and harder in my
hand so I stroked him faster to see if that would make
him grow more. Before long his cock was twice as big
as it was and I could barely get my hand around it.
This was just soooo cool! My dad seemed to be liking
it too.
"Oh god Mary," I heard him whisper to my mom, "I can't
believe what she is doing!"
My mom just shushed him and turned to me, "That's it
Kelly, keep doing that. See how hard it gets? Can
you feel it throbbing? That means he likes what you
are doing to it. You are doing wonderful! Now keep
going and you'll see what happens."
His cock was really big now and my little hand could
barely reach around it. I kept stroking it up and down
for a few more minutes when suddenly my dad started to
groan louder.
"Fuck Mary, I am going to cum!" he gasped.
My mom was still next to me, watching everything I was
doing. "Don't stop Kelly, move in closer to it," she
said
Suddenly I felt his cock swell even more and then it
jerked in my hands such that I almost lost my grip.
Then streams of white gooey stuff shot out from it,
some of hitting me in the face and on my chest.
Surprised, I moved back and the rest landed in the hot
water between us forming stringy globs like a jelly
fish in the water. I wiped some from my face and felt
in between my fingers. I looked down at my flat chest
and saw it dripping down to the water level.
My mom grinned at me and gave me a kiss on the cheek,
"That's a good girl Kelly! You did really great.
Look - see how happy your dad looks? Now you know why
he likes doing what he was earlier today."
"Yea," I said as I nodded my head. "That was pretty
cool. Can I do that again another time?"
Actually I would have liked to do it again. It was
pretty exciting to see him growing and then when he
finished, well that was incredible. Also, it just
made me happy knowing that I was able to make him feel
so good. I saw my dad look quickly at my mom and from
the smile on his face I had a feeling knew he was
hoping she would say yes. I was a bit surprised when
my mom gave him a stern look and shook her head saying
in a firm voice she usually reserved for when I was
being lectured about something, "No Kelly, we only did
this today to teach you about men. Now that you
understand it better I don't want you touching him,
OK?"
As I nodded she looked at my father saying, "You too
John. You know what I'm talking about for crying out
loud."
My father nodded his head but he certainly didn't look
very happy about it. We both listened to her though
and so that was the first and last time I touched my
dad until 8 years later when I had grown up enough to
be with him again. There was one good thing about it
though. Now that I understood why he did it I was
never embarrassed to see him masturbating and he felt
more freedom to do it more often when I was around.
Not only that, later when I started masturbating
myself I not shy about doing it when he was around.
My first real masturbation opportunity came when I had
just turned 12. I was a bit of a late bloomer and I
was one of the last of the girls to start my periods.
For that matter I have been late about everything
compared to most of my friends – always the smallest
boobs, last to get a decent figure, and so forth. I
also noticed around that time that when I rubbed
myself against something or with my hand that I was
feeling some wonderful things between my legs I had
not felt before. My breasts were barely bumps then
but they were definitely growing. I enjoyed the feel
of touching myself but somehow I thought that I wasn't
getting the full effect and so I asked my mom about
her promise to help me. She smiled and told me she
would be upstairs in a few minutes to help me.
My mom entered my bedroom and I saw she was totally
nude, not even a pair of socks on her sexy body. The
fact she was nude wasn't a shock in and of itself but
she had never deliberately paraded herself in front of
me before so I wondered what was going on.
"Don't look so surprised Kelly," she said with a
smile, "Now go ahead and get undressed. It's time for
us to have a nice mother-daughter time together."
I quickly stripped off my clothes and the two were
soon sitting on my bed next to each other. Being
nude with my mom was not something new by any means.
Sometimes we even shared a warm bath or shower,
rubbing each other's back and washing each other down.
I think it is nice for a mother and daughter to do
personal things together. Women seem to be able to
be able to be together in an intimate setting without
having to have sex whereas I have found that the
minute a guy is next to a nude girl he instantly gets
an erection and wants to fuck her. Not that it's
always so bad!
My mom took one of my pillows and put it against the
foot of my daybed. Then she put her hands on my
shoulders to turn me saying, "OK, now you lay back
against your pillow while I do the same at the other
end."
We positioned ourselves so we were sitting at opposite
ends, facing each other, with our knees together but I
could still see her hairy pussy between her firm
thighs. My mom was a very pretty woman and even
though she had turned 31 she still had the same body
as when she married my dad. Many people have been
fooled thinking she is my older sister when we are in
our bikinis at the pool and she is proud of her
figure.
"That's good Kelly, now I want you to watch me and
just do whatever I do. Don't be embarrassed, it's
perfectly natural to do this, no different than for
your dad to do what he does."
I just nodded and kept my eyes fixed on her. She
started by lightly running her fingers on her skin,
all over from her hips to her shoulders. At first she
would barely touch her breasts but with each pass she
would brush against them a bit more until finally she
would take her finger and circle around her nipples.
Then she pinched her nipples softly, tugging on them
as they hardened. I was following her every move and
while my budding breasts were nowhere close to being
like hers, they were becoming more sensitive every
day. I felt goose bumps on my arms and legs as my
fingers passed over my breasts and I played with my
nipples too. It was interesting; I was watching her
while at the same time she as watching me.
Mom slowly worked on hand down her stomach until she
reached her pubic hairline. Hers was black and thick.
She trimmed it slightly and kept the edges shaved for
her bikini but otherwise it was a thick matt of coarse
hair. She ran her fingers though it, pulling on it
gently as she straightened it out with her fingers. I
was doing the same but my pubic hair was just starting
to fill in. As I watched she spread her legs further
apart and then reached down and started to rub her
pussy. She reached into her pussy and wet her finger
which she then used to lubricated her clit. This was
the first time I had seen my mom's pussy from this
angle and definitely the first time I had seen her
touching it or putting her fingers inside. She looked
so pretty and sexy, I was wishing that I could be like
her. I had explored myself before so it wasn't the
first time my finger had been in me. However, it WAS
the first time anyone had watched me do it. Mom was
also watching me and she encouraged me to go on.
"That's it Kelly, now doesn't that feel good?"
It certainly did! I was rubbing my clit in circles
like she was and it was like little jolts of
electricity were coming from it. I would put my
finger back in me now and then to rewet myself and I
noted each time I did how much wetter I was than the
time before. We still had one hand on a boob while
the other was working our pussy. I never had really
thought I would do anything like this with anyone, let
alone my mom! In thinking about it later I realized
that who was better to teach a girl about herself than
her own mother? Besides, it wasn't like she wasn't
enjoying it herself! Soon the second hand followed
the first so both hands were now working our pussies -
one handling the inside while the other worked the
outside. We started with one finger inside and
eventually went to two.
"Oh god, I'm cumming," my mom whispered. Not really
understanding what she meant, I watched her as her
hands moved feverishly on herself and suddenly her
back arched and she rammed her fingers into herself.
Her head went back and she moaned loudly as I saw her
face and upper body become flushed with the lust that
was emerging from her. It was fascinating to see my
mother like this since I had never seen her erotic
side exposed like this before. Wow, my mom was really
hot!
She was still working her pussy as she opened her eyes
to look at me and said, "You can do it Kelly, you can
cum too, keep at it baby!"
After watching her experience her orgasm her words
were enough to get me started on my first orgasm. I
felt my clit swelling like it has never done before
and then my pussy suddenly felt like it was on fire as
a tremendous surge of pleasure erupted from it which
quickly consumed my entire body. My god! This was
incredible! It didn't seem to want stop - not that I
wanted it to. My pussy was suddenly so wet that my
fingers slid in and out like they were greased. I
could feel my cum gushing out, dripping down to my ass
and onto the sheets. Gradually the sensation died down
although for quite a while I felt this wonderful
afterglow. I focused back on mom – my attention had
gone off of her during my orgasm. I saw her looking
at me intently with a big smile on her face.
"That's my sexy girl. Now did you like it?" she
asked.
"Oh mom!" I exclaimed, "I loved it! Thanks you so
much!!"
"Well, remember you can do it anytime or place
practically if you are discreet. Girls are so lucky,
we can do it about anywhere. As I am sure you know
from watching your father, guys are a bit obvious when
they do it!"
Ever since that day masturbation has been a central
part of my daily routine. In fact, I can hardly
remember a day that I haven't done it at least once.
For me it is not just the release of sexual tension as
I still masturbate even when I am getting plenty of
sex. The fact is that I simply enjoy it. The
afterglow sometimes lasts for hours which is great
when you have to spend two hours in a lecture hall!
My favorite time for sex in general, either
masturbation or live sex, is when I first wake up.
For some reason I seem to wake up naturally hornier
than I tend to be at any other time of the day. I
love to hit the alarm and then just reach down and cup
my warm pussy in my hand. One thing I miss is that I
don't have any hair there to play with anymore since I
started shaving a couple of years ago. I am usually
at least a little bit wet when I wake up. I don't
usually remember dreaming about sex but it seems my
mind must have been doing something naughty to get me
this worked up. My morning sessions are usually
rather low-key. I am satisfied to have a nice little
orgasm at that time of day. Whether I do it again
during the day is sort of dependent on how things go
and what my mood is. If I am looking forward to
something, such as going home for the holidays and
it's only a few days away, I may be thinking about it
a lot and find myself pretty tense by noon. Sometimes
I will go back to my room for a quick relief if time
allows. Other times I have resorted to using the
girl's restroom. When I am extremely horny I like to
masturbate in more dangerous places since the element
of danger seems to elevate the strength of my orgasm.
I have done it in class and even in church. It's all
about seat location, apparel and having something to
help hide. Winter coats are great blockers for
instance. Another time I enjoy doing it is when I am
driving. There is just something exhilarating about
driving down the road with one hand in my pussy.
There have been a few times when truckers and guys in
high pickup trucks have seen me but they don't mind
and I certainly don't care if they watch.
That brings up the other element that makes
masturbation special for me. I love being watched. I
have teased many a boy on dates by masturbating in
front of them, almost always in a car or movie theater
but sometimes in bed or any other location they like.
It makes me so hot to see them getting hard and horny,
watching me and getting horny but unable to do
anything about it; seeing me cum but forced to just
watch. Sometimes I would reward them afterwards but
if I was feeling nasty I would make them drive home
with their balls ready to explode.
At home masturbation is like sex and nudity, something
that is done but not flaunted. It can be a bit more
public when the situation calls for it. My parents
don't mind if we are watching a sexy movie on cable or
a rental and I get hot to the point where I spread my
legs and start playing with myself as I lay on the
couch. Heck, my dad will sometimes jerk off if he gets
horny enough. The last Victoria Secret special had
him playing with himself for the entire show and he
has a real thing for Amanda Tapping on StarGate SG1,
sometimes cumming twice a show if she is starring!
My mom is the most private in the family when it comes
to masturbation. She keeps a drawer of dildos next to
her bed and it's quit a collection! I will often hear
them in the morning after my dad has gone to work. I
have joined her a few times as I love watching her
doing herself. Other than that I rarely see her other
than in the hot tub where she likes to make use of the
jets.
My aunt and cousin are more like me in that they do it
when they feel like it and it doesn't really bother
them if any of us are around. Between them, my dad
and me you can imagine that our family room can get
quite interesting when we have the right movie on! We
never touched each other though when we masturbated.
It wasn't intended to be a sex act between us but
instead a response to the internal feeling we had
without having sex.
In conclusion I just want to encourage everyone to
stop making masturbation such a taboo subject. Enjoy
it! Please - encourage your children to explore their
sexuality, to learn what makes their bodies respond.
If they masturbate more maybe they won't be so horny
that they have to fuck and end up with kids out of
wedlock! All I know is I couldn't make it through
school without it!
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