I was thinking back about my first time, a few days ago.
That got me thinking about my first sexual experiences, of the self-love nature.
I actually discovered masturbation with the help of a kinky neighbour of mine, many years ago. She was very cute with her quirky smile and her long brown hair.
She had all sort of perverted scenarios in her head, of us two, tied up and naked, used by men, touching us everywhere. She was saying those things out loud while we were both in panties, laying on my tiny bed, hidden under the covers. I still remember her soft touch on my perky breasts while I had my eyes closed. It felt so good, how could it be wrong?
It was a sad day when my family moved away, soon after that. But I started touching myself thinking of her stories... thinking about her...