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suhlut -> RE: First Orgasm! (7/10/2008 8:37:15 AM)
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Congrats puppen!
Since you asked.. i will write about my "firsts" as well:
i was 17 years old, and like many others had never experienced an orgasm with the males i'd had for lovers, and at the time pregnant with my first child.
When i went into labor, i had a hard time with dealing with the pain, and suffered from that for aprox 4 1/2 hours or so when suddenly the pain completely stopped and a completely different force took over, which the books lable as being "pushing contractions" i just only knew at the time, that the pain was gone and that things were beginning to feel much better, and continued to feel even better as the final moments of being pregnant were ticking away. It all boiled up to a point where it felt really good, and then the baby was born.
i dont think that giving birth gave me my first orgasm, for it only felt really good, but instead i think it basically turned on a switch inside me, that had been previously "turned off" because sometime after my six weeks of healing were over, and sex was again permitted, me and my husband were again having sex, i was on top and at some point, i became tired of the up and down motion, stopped to rest a few moments...
And then began riding again, but this time instead of up and down, i switched to a more <~~~~~> horizontal slide against his cock, and began to notice that it felt pretty good, so i decided to keep at the motion, and it began to feel even better...
The more i continued the better it felt, when suddenly before i knew what was happening, i felt a strange feeling enter into my body, a sort of growing sensation that increased as i went along, of feeling lighter then air, that i was going to float on up out of my body, at first the sensation was weak and pleasant and something i was able to handle all by myself, but as this storm inside my body grew stronger, i soon started talking to my husband, and begged him to wrap his arms around me.. The feeling of the moment when he did, made the sensations that were flowing through me, concentrate in the touch of his skin and hands..arms wrapped lightly around me...
Had never before felt the touch of a man feel that electric like zinggy sensation, but all too soon i began to feel like the gentle wrap around my body, wasnt tight enough to hold me down, as i also continued feeling like i was floating on up out of my body, so i looked back down at him and begged him to hold me tighter, and the tighter his arms got, the more i felt like it wasnt still tight enough, and i continued begging him to squeeze me even tighter...
As this was going on, i needed to barely move, and the horizontal sliding was mostly stilled, with each new movement bringing things on more intensely, i remember looking around, and out the window beside our bed, and strangly could see the pine tree limbs beside the window, with completely different vision, much sharper then my vision would normally allow, and each needle had its own glowing aura, making each green needle glow with a faint light blue.
as i gazed out the window, i made the mistake of looking up into the sky, because suddenly i became convinced that if he didnt hold me tight enough, i'd float right on up through my window and into that sky. i dragged my eyes away from the window view, and begged him to hold me as tight as he could, and continued the occassional horizontal movements that were needed to keep me where i was, and continued begging him to hold me tighter, up to the point where one last horizontal movement, pushed me to some edge, where i became convinced that no matter how tight he held on, i was simply going to split into two pieces where his arms were, and was going to float right up and out the window.
So, that scared me, and i decided to stop, that i couldnt handle the sensations of electricity, of feeling made of nothing more then a balloon of skin filled with helium, and slowly all of this faded away, till it was nothing.
A decision, i have lived to regret from that point on. For in the 20 years ever since, i have never re experienced this experience, but not for lack of trying.
He and i talked afterwords, neither of us understanding what had happened, and i have never believed he really believed me when i described what had happened, even though he was right there. Regardless we both concluded it might have been my first orgasm, and it wasnt long before we were trying to make it happen again.
Like i said, it wasn't ever repeated, so a few months later, and frustrated, i decided to spend a morning in bed by myself , to play, masturbate, fully determined i wasn't going to stop till something happened.
So thus began the first moments, of discovering more about my body, it wasnt the first time i had ever touched myself, but always before it was tactile touching the outside, which i'd been doing since i was a young child. After awhile, i learned what felt good, and continued the motions refusing to stop, till i had what was the first of what i have experienced ever since, my ORGASM! (lol)
~puppen, you have so much now left to learn, and enjoy, and experience!
your first time you have a multiple!, and sooooo many other firsts as well!
i wish you the best on that journey!
i just loved reading what you wrote about talking to Him on the phone, the deep voice, and all that, makes me think about this very special Man that i have been enjoying spending time on the phone with as well!!! mmmm hmm wow!, Though we still haven't played with me being in the bath~ yet~.. hmmm
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