Introit The truth is that no one can speak properly about something that does not know thoroughly. It is impossible to s

Introit The truth is that no one can speak properly about something that does not know thoroughly. It is impossible to say anything about something that has not been said. thoroughly experienced, practicing it until it is perfected in all its aspects. aspects, even the smallest details. And if there is something that I have come to perfect, and therefore speak with total authority, is what refers to the issues of masturbation and exhibitionism. Don't think it's easy to tell my experiences. It's not easy. But it is not because of shame, but because each Every time I remember them, the excitement and desire return to my body, and it is difficult for me an enormous effort to continue writing instead of giving myself over to most intense self-satisfaction that you can imagine, because nothing else exists for me exciting in the world, that the images of myself given over to pleasure in solitary, or to the exhibition of my pleasure before unsuspecting observers casuals who can do nothing but desire me while they watch me and They hide that they are watching me. I do not masturbate because I am an ugly woman, since I not only have very pretty facial features but also an excellent body; nor for lack of offers from men, since at 28 years old, I am still single after having rejected no less than three marriage requests and hundreds of marriage proposals temporary relationships carried out by very handsome and successful professionals, some of them my colleagues (I am a specialist doctor, and despite my short age I have reached the leadership of one of the most important sectors of the central hospital of my city), but because I have reached such perfection that nothing can give me as much pleasure as I get when I dedicate myself to my body, visiting each of its corners, discovering new sensations with each new way to stimulate them (and I can say that for each of them I know hundreds of different stimuli, each one more delicious), and much more if at doing so, I am observed by someone who is fascinated by what he sees, at the same time who feels that he cannot share it with others and feels inhibited at the same time trapped. Do not think because of this that I do not have sexual relations with other people. Of course I do, and I so enjoy a good bed with a well-placed man, as with a beautiful woman. And so that you believe me, I am going to tell you little by little, the different experiences that I speak to you about, and that I not only remember the perfection, but I can also revive when I want, because I have an immense archive of video tapes, almost from my first times, simple and naive, to the most recent, refined and elaborate ones, and if you are interested, I can even send you (for a reasonable price), copies of the tapes of my stories that most they get excited. A beginning To start, I'm going to tell you that I started early, middle school. They sent me to a nun's school, where we stayed from the early hours of the morning until late in the afternoon, and there We ate all our meals except breakfast. So many hours in the same places with the same girls, the same teachers, doing almost the same thing every day, while At first it was nothing important, but as time went by, it became more and more tensions accumulated, which suddenly took the most unusual paths to go out. The first time was when I was 10 years old, on the eve of some exams. He had been studying in the library for an hour when I heard some somewhat insistent murmurs accompanied by muffled giggles, and I observed that they were produced by three of my companions who were already in the secondary school, who sitting several rows away at another table in front of me, They dedicated themselves to a strange game (at least for me). It seemed they thought they were neither seen nor heard. by no one, since while they pretended to study from a great book they had on the table, below it his hands were very busy with other tasks. The three of them had taken off their panties, and with their skirts raised, they had their bare butts directly on the wood of the chairs, and the hands of each one performed various movements in the crotch and thighs of the that was closer. The one in the middle received the caresses of those on the sides, and She in turn touched the other two. Since there was some distance, no I could tell clearly what they were doing, but after a while, after the half between contained sighs and closing his eyes he stretched his legs and I was trying to master some movements that seemed like convulsions, they changed place and the one in the middle passed to one of the sides, leaving one of the that were at their sides. They changed places several times, and I came to say that each one had passed through the middle no less than four times, and each time something happened similar, with movements and expressions that you could tell they were trying to control, but it was impossible for them All that filled me with intrigue, because I didn't understand much. what was happening, so I decided to find out what it was about, and on my way back home, on the school bus, I approached the three girls in question, who were sitting in the last seat, and I asked them directly what everything had been like that, at first they laughed at me and told me it was nothing, but then, at my insistence, they told me that they would explain to me in great detail. details and offered me to participate in their "study meetings." There I began to learn, without knowing that I had started at the same time my sexual life and my lesbian stage, which I enjoyed very much, but which did not come to meet all my expectations (but this is the subject of another story). The point is that we agreed to visit each other at someone's house. of them, a spacious house with a large park, swimming pool and house guests, the next day which was the first of the short vacations that They preceded the exams. The next day, in the morning, we met at the house, and my new friend's parents (who were told that I had gone so that help me with a subject that gave me a lot of difficulty) they decided that to so that we could study without being disturbed, we settled in the house of guests, and that at mealtime they would notify us by phone. We settled in, and it didn't take them a moment to start "my instruction". Under the pretext of putting on their bathing suits, they They stripped completely naked and urged me to do the same, to which I agreed, but not without shame and modesty. I hadn't finished taking off my clothes, but between the three of us, Very excitedly, they hugged me and began to caress my entire body, but especially my incipient thetics (which were just beginning to take shape), the buttocks, the crack of the ass and my little pigeon. I was quite embarrassed, but after a short time, the sensations but strange, unknown and pleasant, they made me lose my modesty first, my inhibitions then, and finally my virginity. As his hands flooded me with caresses, I began to become aware of parts of my body that I didn't even know existed, and of Soon, I learned that the barely drawn nipples and areolas could harden and increase his sensitivity, when the mouths of two of them took possession of mine. I also learned that my sex had labia majora, which are the thicker, on the outside, and smaller or nymphs, more delicate and sensitive, on the outside. inside, noticing that the fingers and mouth of another ran through them, opening them softly, caressing, licking and sucking, until I knew that most round, on top, that could get harder, increase in size and give me new sensations, it was the clitoris. I also knew that with all those caresses, juices could be produced in my little pigeon that not only lubricated, but also Aroma and flavor can be very attractive to an eager and loving mouth. And suddenly I learned that those almost convulsive movements that had observed the day before, they were terribly pleasant, and that called "orgasm", and that they were not only in the legs, but they felt deep in the belly, in the sex, in the ass, in the back of the neck, and the most important, deep inside your brain. When I started to touch them, they stopped me because at Not knowing how to do it did not give them pleasure but discomfort, but they began to teach me, and when touching, kissing, licking and sucking their mouths, their popcorn, their nascent teticas but much more developed than mine and their butts, I also experienced pleasure. When they called us to eat, we had almost lost our minds. notion of time and we were dizzy, exhausted, satisfied and very happy, and I marveled at this new world of sensations. After that, the meetings in the library School became just one of the ways of experiencing sex, because sometimes alone I dedicated myself to exploring my body, feeling it for myself anywhere and moment, in the most unusual ways, which I will tell you little by little, But as a preview I will tell you that since then, and increasingly As I got older, at night, so I could fall asleep without problems, I need to lie down with my legs very far apart, gently caress my thighs, then the groin, my fingers must pass through my dove, separating the labia majora, caressing them inside, then caressing the lips minors, until I feel good lubrication, and then play and caress my clitoris until they reach at least a couple of orgasms, after which, they should enter it, looking for the G-spot, and stimulate there until you get more orgasms, and sleep comes only after three or four more. First time? But the most important thing for the development of my personality and my today's sexual desires, began some time later, when for the first time I had my first experience without anyone else touching me, but under the (sneaky) attentive look of a teacher. We were in French class, and the teacher (one of the few men who entered the school, and it was so mannered that almost all (thought I was gay) looked at me in a way that could only be possible in a man who only simulated his gay condition, but when faced with situations of true sensuality, he could not but be absolutely man. That day I had woken up feeling very strange, and one force superior to my reason controlled my actions, and therefore, I did not wear clothes inside, so that I put down my shirt and tie, my growing breasts, They were completely free, and under my pleated skirt, the fine hairs that began to appear in my pubes, they adorned the freedom of my pigeon in a so seductive that I had to make an effort in my room not to lie down on my bed and indulge in frenetic caresses. The thing is that while the teacher was talking, I, little by little I was separating my thighs and raising my skirt, until I felt that under my desk had all my pubescent charms totally naked and also visible, something that the teacher didn't take long to notice, and instead of reprimanding me, he gave me a deep, scrutinizing gaze, at the same time that in a complicit act he simulated before the rest of the course not having seen anything, which stimulated me a lot and encouraged me to act more boldly, and while with my right hand I pretended to take notes, With my left hand I began to play with my sex, but not only for myself, to feel the pleasures he felt when touching me, but for him, so that he could see me, so that he would desire me, so that he would enjoy my young charms. So every time he spoke to the class from the front, he kept looking at me as if amazed by the spectacle I was giving him, which was certainly not a little, because at each glance of his I separated my lips vaginal, I rubbed my clitoris, shuddering with every touch, and every now and then, I let my fingers slide inside me looking for something else, something that although I still didn't know, I knew it must be in there, because "it called me to screams" from inside me, and almost the entire hour passed in that game, but almost at the end, when he sat at his desk, from which he had a total and perfect panorama of my hand playing in my sex, I could no longer hold back more, and taking my clitoris between my index fingers and thumb, I began to roll it between them, and then massage it gently from top to bottom, with help of the intense lubrication that came from myself, and at the same time that the wiped the sweat from his forehead (no doubt caused by the excitement caused by see my persistent erotic play), I began to feel the most intense sensations never imagined before, and it was impossible for me to control the movement of my legs that extended forward, while my head leaned back, my half-closed eyes did not perceive the light because had returned upwards with full force, at the same time a moan uncontrollable escape from my throat when experiencing such a powerful orgasm that even several of my classmates (they told me later) couldn't help but laugh of complicity and nerves (and envy) because they too, upon realizing What I was doing, they also put their hands under the panties. After this, I felt numb, exhausted, and when I recovered, in the classroom there was no longer We were more than the teacher and I, and he, by my side, spoke softly to me, trying to revive myself, between worried and excited, but more excited than worried, because his right hand rested on my bare left thigh like by chance, while his fingers fearfully brushed the lips of my sex, and he did not dare to stop for fear that I would see the extent of his excitement. He had answered mine and was trying to keep me from noticing what had already happened. perceived, and it was that tremendous erection he had, while from my naked and wet crotch and from my left hand a very sweet and penetrating aroma of woman's sex flooding the entire room in a way scandalous (and delicious by the way) and that the teacher aspired with relish, but surreptitiously. That day my two deepest, most pleasurable and satisfactory habits, thanks to which I enjoy and enjoy sex with myself itself, and which are masturbation and exhibitionism, which if combined, are for me the paroxysm of joy and delight. Needless to say, the teacher did not say a word to the nuns at school (what was he going to say? What had he been touching the sex of one of them? his students in the classroom itself?) and from that day he became my slave and lover, in addition to being my first heterosexual sex teacher so my My companions not only elevated me to the level of an idol, but from that day on, they They competed with each other for my company and my favors, which gave me quite a few moments of tasty sexual games in the company of one or more of them, depending on the case. From that day on I defined myself as bisexual and a masturbator. extreme, which I have been constantly perfecting and which I intend to tell you in successive stories.