The best experience for my 18 years...Hello! My name is

The best experience for my 18 years... Hello! My name is Ana. I am 18 years old, and I would like to tell you something. of my many experiences in this category. I am a sex fanatic. I have only I've been with 2 men, I'm kind of conservative, but in the end, what difference does it make? some pampering of herself? Any night, feeling alone, thinking about his face... No! Let's get to reality! That's not what catches my attention, just his physique, his big lump I don't understand how at 17 years old he can have such a friend. He is my fantasy. His name, Damian. I get hypnotized from the The day I met him, it was about 2 years ago. I'm not in love by any means, but I'm dying to have him with me... I remember that night. He came to see me at my house, he was beautiful. I just stared at that huge lump. I wanted to have it for myself. I needed to feel it, touch it... Even if it's just once in my fucking life... He asked me for some schoolwork. I gave them to them with great pleasure. I pretended the leaves fell off and touched it. Of course, it was a simple brush, but my body shook, causing me chills. I don't know if he noticed it, I just saw that turned red. What difference does it make? It was what I wanted so much... He went home, ashamed... He was so innocent... God! Remembering this makes me so horny.. I entered my house immediately and knew that this was not going to happen. finish here. I went into the bathroom. I turned on the shower... Come in... The water was hot, although not as much as me. I sat down, started touching my nipples above the clothes. That feeling of wet clothes, stuck to the body, excites me to the maximum. I bit my hand to keep from moaning. I didn't want anyone to would listen. I screamed in silence, begging, imagining that it was he who was touching me, who squeezed my breasts. I left one hand on them and with the other I went down. Me caress the abdomen. I love making myself wait, not touching myself until feel on the verge of despair... The caresses were risque. Every time he squeezed me more and but my poezones, regardless of the pain. Just him, his body... I lowered my hand even more and adjusted myself in a strange position, but very comfortable, almost spread out in that bathtub in which one barely has space to take a bath.. I started touching myself. At first I surrounded my vagina with the fingers, caressing every part of my body, which screamed for more! I began to insert a finger, slowly, carefully. Then 2, 3 to 4... The movements were increasingly faster. The water was turning cold... I didn't notice it anymore, my Temperature remained very high. I didn't give more... I started to insert as much as I could... No I stopped moaning, honestly now I don't care much about what they tell me, yes Did they listen to me or not? Between so many movements and those images that did not stop Spinning around in my head, I felt like a hot liquid was coming out of my body. I had a long and intense orgasm. Much more pleasant than What did it feel like to be with my ex-boyfriend... I stayed for a while enjoying the moment. No I know if I spent minutes or hours in that bathroom, I only know that this was the best experience I had so far... Maybe because it was my first "self-satisfaction"..