MY FIRST SELF-SATISFACTION It's 7 p.m., I'm getting ready to take a bath, it's almost time to go to bed I have always ta

MY FIRST SELF-SATISFACTION It's 7 p.m., I'm getting ready to take a bath, it's almost time to go to bed I have always taken a bath before going to sleep, today was not the meaning. I walk into the bathroom, turn the hot water knob, and cold to temper it and make it very pleasant, the bathtub is filling, While I am undressing, my hair is long to the waist of a light brown color, it is somewhat matted after walking all the time day with my friends laughing and playing from one place to another, and especially because one I take my hair from her and tangle it, saying that this way I would better personify way to the witch who was my person in the school play, I take from the shelf a brush and in front of the mirror I look at my face, I take a lock of hair and brush and so with each extremity of my hair, my mind is in the school day activities, homework and homework. my day went between small and big things. I close the knobs, the robe falls to my feet the moment I I release it from my waist, I touch the water, it's a little hot, and I take out my hand. foot of it, and in a second attempt I submerge myself in the water despite being a little more than warm, it is pleasant to feel it between my body, how it covers me even almost reaching my chest, my skin turns a pinkish color since I am white, my legs are long, somewhat irregular for my taste, did you find the rest? of my body, I take the bar of soap and I begin to walk through my body, I go soaping my arms from top to bottom, first one and then the other, my neck that is a little long I'm also thinking about the boy I like; that But I would like him to listen to me. I look at my body, and I think why he doesn't notice me I wandered in my dreams in search of my prince charming, who according to me I have already found. I found only that he still doesn't notice me. The bar of soap fell from my hands and stayed right in between my legs I look for it, I take it with my hands and at that moment my pink little thing, I feel sorry when I make contact with it, because I don't usually touch that part of my body, my mother told me that it is not correct, that girls Good ones, don't touch your body, it's a sin!! He told me that continually afterwards that at 5 years old he surprised me by touching me, of course, after giving me a beating, and not stop reminding me practically every day, I had no left I wanted to do it again, I didn't want mom to give me a beating again. those. But I was in the bathtub, I felt very ashamed, I felt observed, and the adrenaline took over me when I felt the water and my hands work on my body. That's when I took the soap, but now in a way I intentionally let it fall, my vagina turns pink again, my soapy hands have Obeyed my intention, I have touched my vagina, I feel a tingle and my legs My glutes harden and tense, I don't know why, but those things that my hand When you touch my little thing, I like it, my mouth fills up more and more with saliva, my hands moves in circles over it giving a little pressure, giving it movement I feel something that is hard in her, and I don't stop I want to feel all of that now the movements are not circular they are downwards like looking for something my little hand that my fingers are already white from the tip the time I've spent in the water but I don't care, my legs spread a little little more allowing free movement by instinct, pretending and wanting Let my finger enter my touch, that hard thing I felt, I did it several more times, each time with more intention than the previous; I give a few moans I remember that my Mother is home and I close my mouth I don't want to be discovered again!! My eyes are closed too, I start to imagine The boy I like is a little taller than me, has black eyes and is very thin at school they make jokes about him we all laugh but I didn't imagine the jokes, I rather imagined what it would be like if, instead of me being the one was touching outside, my skin tingled at the thought, and my movements became They were getting faster, I felt like I wanted to pee, my body was It hardened more and I continued with the movements that now I liked things better. What I felt was strange. I enjoyed it. My back arched. My hand didn't want to. stop and my vagina mind asked me to make my movements with more force. hips stiffened, my feet turned inward a little, and suddenly Impulsively I leaned forward while releasing the sigh that I had drowned in my chest ahhhhg!!! I didn't know if that had a name, but it felt really good. deliciously good. My body continued to relax more, returning to normal. I got out of the bathtub, took a towel, dried my body and moment of drying my little thing I felt a heat run through my body wishing that, the bathroom had not finished yet; to go back to doing what you just finished. My mouth filled with saliva immediately I had to swallow. I put on my pajamas. And I went to bed. In my house we hardly talk about sex, on the contrary they were beatings if any of my brothers or I asked anything. The first time I felt all that pleasure provided by myself I wasn't even 13 years old yet, now I know that many are starting long before me. And since that day, in my loneliness or in the moments that I I consent, I give myself and I give myself those gifts of, A delicious pleasure!! which only I know how I can achieve it.