My mind was wandering and I found myself thinking about masturbation memories. Do you remember the first time you masturbated? Did you stumble upon your ‘hot’ spot by accident or did you know what to expect? Were you surprised at your first masturbation orgasm? Was it an exploratory exercise for you? I’m just curious… —Megan
From Anonymous
The memory of this orgasm will be with me as long as I live. It was really no more than a great hand job, but involved my wife and her best friend. Ash and Sherry were talking about life without a man. Knowing that Sherry had never owned a sex toy, Ash suggested she should think about having a vibrator. Sherry said she wouldn’t even know how to go about choosing or buying one. Well, in our house Ash is never more than about ten feet away from a vibrator, and she reached over to the end table and pulled a small Lelo out of the drawer, and handed to Sherry.
I was a bit surprised when Sherry held it to the crotch in her capris. I think she said something like “oh shit” and continued to experience the new sensation. It was about this time that Ash noticed my dick beginning to swell inside my running shorts, and to my great surprise she began to rub me.
Five of six minutes later Sherry let out a whimper and I could see her muscles shudder as she got herself off for the first time with a vibrator. That was all it took for Ash’s rubbing to make me come, and the sensation of being rubbed off through the smooth material of the running shorts is just one of the reasons why that orgasm was so memorable.
From Steve
My first time was when I was 15. One night I had an extremely hot dream. I dreamed I was swimming with my mother and she was naked. We swam for a little bit and then I had an intense feeling. I woke a little and noticed I was humping my pillow and my cock was rock hard. It felt real good and I kept on humping my pillow and felt a nice strange feeling building in my cock. I couldn’t stop nor did I want to. I then felt the release of cum squirt from my cock covering my pillow with cum. Now I knew what my friends meant when they were masturbating.
The next night I repeated the same action thinking of some hot girl at school and had another orgasm. I have been masturbating ever since and learned so many nice techniques. But for the first part of my experience it was usually humping my pillow.
From Sirch
I started the jack when I was 12, started out with the jet magazine “beauty of the week” photos then moved on to adult magazines and VHS tapes I bought from adult bookstores. Behind the furnace in my step mom’s basement was my favorite spot. I used soap as lube in the beginning, then came vegetable shortening, Vaseline, shampoo, lotion, royal crown hair dressing, softee coconut oil, cocoa butter, aloe vera gel, etc.
I’ve had sex with dozens of women in my mind since then, at 38 my amazing imagination and my hand are still at it, liftin up skirts and pullin the panties off every woman without touching them.
From Amanda
I had my first sexual sensations already at age 8 or so, but at that time I had no idea what it was. When I got worried or nervous I often felt a tingling sensation in my private parts, which some times could be strong to the point that it made it difficult to walk or stand up. At some point during such an episode I was alone in my room and started to hump a stuffed animal. I was on the floor and I remember how the sensation increased and I was completely drawn into it, pressing myself harder and faster against my toy. I think I climaxed after just a couple of minutes. My reaction was quite intense, with full-blown lower-body spasms and strong contractions of my vagina and anus. I had no idea what it was, it felt incredibly good, like nothing I had ever imagined, and it made me worried as well as curious.
During the following days I could think of nothing else and every chance I got to be alone I explored further how to position myself and move for the best effect. I started to crave orgasms several times daily and it became a part of my routine to masturbate during times alone in the afternoons and in the evenings before sleeping. I continued like this by only humping (toys, pillows, corner of my bed…) until 12, when I started to become more sexually aware (but didn’t have my periods until 14). I learned how to rub my clit with my fingers and also with fingers and various objects inserted. I started longer masturbation sessions when I was home alone in the afternoons, often doing it completely naked in a chair in front of a large mirror. I learned how to build up my orgasms and was able to come several times with just a few minutes of rest between. The most intense orgasms made me almost pass out. I also masturbated every evening before sleeping and some times when waking up aroused at night.
From Sabine
Even with frequent arousals, several times every day, it took me until I was 12 to reach orgasm for the first time. I was home alone in the afternoon and decided to play with it in a very serious way with my fingers and also pressing some objects like a marker and some toys on it. Eventually I rubbed it with a plastic ball until the sensation grew stronger than I had ever made it before. I had my first orgasm and it was very strong even at that time, making my body very stiff before the climax and then spasms of my body, even anal contractions. After this I had my “play time” as much as I could (at least once at night in bed and a long afternoon session when I was alone) and learned to do it in many different ways.
From Sarah
I think very early on I figured out it felt really good to put a pillow between my legs. That evolved into figuring out exactly what area of my anatomy was more sensitive. By accident I decided that the application of an electric toothbrush in the nearby area was very exciting. (My first sex toy!) I think I was about 10 or 11 when I had my first clitoral orgasm. Then I was having them several times a day. Growing up in the ‘it will make you go blind’ kind of environment, I was terribly ashamed to want to have orgasms all the time. I have a diary from back then talking about trying to discipline myself or wean myself off the big O. It never worked. A little time went by and I started to become concerned that I couldn’t come with my legs open.
From IrvingB (Carolinas)
I was introduced to masturbation by a male cousin who told me what it was and how to do it. I remember having guilt feelings about it. I would sit on the toilet wacking off and worrying if I was going to hell. I would pray to the lord and ask if it was wrong and if it was to please send me a sign. Well, I would swear off for a few days and go back to rubbing myself to orgasm. I never got struck by lightening or saw any other sign, so I continued to pleasure myself. I think that may have been the basis for my current agnostic point of view. God has bigger fish to fry than worrying about a person please themselves. Later I found some of my father’s WWII erotica and really had fun masturbating.
From Emma
I’m not really sure when I first masturbated. I used to have what were essentially bondage dreams, of a giant tying me up and planning to eat me, and I’d wake up with a warm feeling between my thighs, which felt more pleasurable when I rubbed them together. A couple of years later I would stand in front of Jacuzzi jets to get a similar kind of feeling.
From Polly
I remember the first time I had an orgasm. I was about 13 years old. I had heard about masturbation from my next door neighbour and had been doing it for a year, but had never had an orgasm. then one day, when my parents were out I was searching through their room when I found a vibrator. I didn’t know what it was so asked my ‘all knowing’ 15 year old next door neighbour. he told me what it was used for. Later that day when my parents were still out I masturbated, but this time I used the vibrator too. It was amazing! I never looked back, whenever my parents weren’t in I would sneak into their room to use it – until I was old enough to buy my own. The feeling was unbelievable for the first time – and just gets better with all the sex toys available!
From James
This is an amazing site for erotic minded people to express their erotic interests and experiences. I applaud the number of girls and women who have written about their masturbation. My first conscious experience of masturbating was when I was in the dormitory at my prep school. The boy in the bed next to me asked me to rub his cock. To show me how, he rubbed mine. I got an amazing tickle sensation. I have enjoyed masturbating ever since. At about 9yrs I got my first clear emission; at 12yrs I was ejaculating fully. I was a little worried the first time, but I didn’t like to tell my mother, no harm came of me, so I guessed it must be alright. I have continued to masturbate, if less so, during my first marriage and now during my second. Thank you all the other contributors for your accounts of masturbation experiences.
From Anonymous
I’ll never forget my first orgasm. In my younger days I would ache with hard erections when I would look at a stash I had of Penthouse and Swedish Erotica magazines. One day I took a hot bath and was so horny I stood up on both knees started to rub shampoo on my dick and balls. My young pubic hair was white and soapy and my dick was hard and slick. I gripped myself just under the head and got a nice motion down. My pleasure swollen head popped sperm for the first time changing my life forever . . .
From Sophia
I was hardly sixteen when I started getting the sensation. I was in my deep sleep when I suddenly started feeling my nipples getting harder. I put my both the hands on my virgin breast and started squeezing them, it twisted my nipple so hard that I was hurting myself but was still enjoying. I removed my panty and was in search of something pointed to pierce it in my pussy. I got a banana, I simply put it inside my pussy and started squeezing my nipple. Suddenly some liquid started coming out of my pussy I was then satisfied and repeated whenever required.
From Beth
When I was 14, my friend and I went to the beach and spent the day. We were enjoying showing off our still growing titties and our new curves. When we got back home, we took our bikinis off to change into our clothes. My friend asked me if I had got horny watching the cute guys at the beach (actually, my clit throbbed from being hard all day). I said yes, then she asked me if I had ever had an orgasm. I told her that my clit felt real sweet when I rubbed it, but I’d never come before. She said the trick was to keep rubbing until you felt the sweetness start to go up and get stronger and stronger until you couldn’t stand it and not to stop.
We were still naked and she leaned against the wall and started to rub the front part of her crotch and closed her eyes. I started rubbing myself too and watched her stand there with one hand rubbing her crotch and the other kneading and pulling on her small boobs. After a while she said ‘going up, going up, ahhhh, it’s almost, it’s alm..’ and her voice trailed off. About 10 seconds later she put her legs tight together and opened her mouth real wide and breathed real deep and fast.I was determined not to stop rubbing until I felt what she had just felt and after about 30 seconds I felt the sweetness start to rise continually and then I said “Oh my God it feels so good it HURTS” and then the feeling rose so high that it made me moan and my legs went together too.
After that day I just wanted to keep masturbating so that I could feel that rise and then that sweet pain in my pussy, and my friend and I did it together whenever we were able. I’m much older now but I’ve been absolutely addicted to masturbating since that horny summer day.
From Dave (UK)
I was around 11 years old, and knew nothing about sex: we didn’t in those days. I remember it being around my bed time, my parents were out of the room and there was a period drama of some kind on the T.V. I was fascinated as I watched an actress getting undressed, I was transfixed as she removed what seemed like layer after layer of clothing and underwear. I was in my PJ’s, and was soon very conscious that a certain part of me had become very stiff, and it was making a bit of a pleasant tingling sensation.
Over the next days and weeks, this fantasy changed to involve other women I knew, teachers at school, neighbours and some distant relatives. At first I didn’t even know what women’s breasts looked like, so the undressing stopped at bra and knickers. Then after seeing some nude paintings in a book at school, the bras were removed and I began to try and imagine the objects of my fantasies topless. This went on for sometime as I had no idea what women had between their legs, it wasn’t until my friend happened to see some pictures of a naked women, she must have been shaved though we didn’t know it at the time, because we knew nothing about pubic hair.
That night I decided the object of my first naked striptease would be the woman who lived next door, she had been topless in my fantasies a few times before, and this night she was again. All the while I was enjoying my usual sensations pressing myself in the mattress. Then, in my mind she slipped down knickers and took them off. I could see the cleft between her legs, just as my friend had described, then she lay down on the floor and opened her legs so I could see this slit between her legs. I was so excited that this time my pressing into the bed took me to a place I’d never been before and I experienced my first orgasm. At first I panicked as I waves of pleasure came it felt like I was squirting something out uncontrollably, I thought I’d wet the bed, but of course at that age there wasn’t anything to ejaculate. It was only afterwards I realised I had felt the most unbelievable sensation. Minutes later I was on my back in bed holding my little stiff cock in my hand and dreaming about looking between my neighbours open legs once more. Thank you May for being my first, and my second.
From LKJ
One night while trying to get to sleep I was laying on my stomach. Suddenly I noticed a delightful sensation coming from my genitals. It immediately absorbed my attention as something I had never felt before. In the days that followed I studied this new sensation. I found that I could increase the feeling by spreading my legs and by squeezing my penis in my hand. I spent many hours ‘humping’ on my pillow. I found that I could masturbate in the living room as well. I would get a thick book and place it under the sofa. I would then place my legs under the sofa with my genitals resting on the book. I would lay there, not moving, while I would watch TV. I don’t know if my parents ever figured out what I was doing. Nobody ever said a word about it.
I’m not sure whether I was having orgasms. The word didn’t mean anything to me at the time. I felt very intense pleasure that I could prolong for as long as I wanted. I don’t recall that my penis became erect until I was in my teens. I say that because one night my penis did become erect and it really surprised me. Not long after that, I had my first ejaculation. That surprised me!! I knew in theory that a man would produce sperm that could somehow impregnate a woman. It’s one thing to know something in theory and quite another to feel one’s body actually trying to do it! Trying, that is, to do the first part, producing sperm. It would still take me some time to figure out how the second part, impregnating a woman, might work. (Believe me, I had some really strange ideas on how one might do that) In any event, I suddenly found myself, a man.
From Lee
My cousin talked about his brother rubbing his penis and getting a “bad” tickle and “white stuff” coming out. It sounded like fun so I tried it one night. It felt kinda good but nothing came out. My cousin said keep trying. I always waited till my parents were sleeping or so I thought. Finally one night I started getting an ache in my groin area that kept spreading through out my body. I didn’t know what was happening but I knew I couldn’t stop.Then I got the most incredible good waves of pleasure, with cum squirting on the sheets on my PJs and running down my fingers! My bed had a squeak in it, and when I came I really got carried away. I know my parents weren’t sleeping because the next day I came home from school to find a tube of gel and a box of kleenex on my night stand!
From Chris
My first wank was at age 13. I knew about sex and erections but didn’t really understand the ins and outs of popping my load! I had spent every night for months and months squeezing and stroking my cock – it felt great but I never got any relief. I guess I must have been pretty frustrated but was resigned to the fact that the good feelings as I worked my cock and balls weren’t going to build up into anything special. Many a night I feel asleep exhausted with a throbbing boner.
Then one night inspiration struck. I lay face down on the bed, spat into my hand, wrapped it around my cock, and started to pump. As the excitement built up, I felt the pleasure become more and more intense and delicious, until finally, for the first time, my cock pulsed and throbbed and spurted out my first ball draining load. Phew, what a relief! And what excitement I felt at the prospect of being able to do this whenever and as often as I wanted.
As I progressed into adolescence, my masturbation techniques expanded and by my early twenties I was a dedicated and expert whacker off. I enjoyed it on my back, on my front, my side, with lube and without – I really loved the different ways a guy can give himself the relief he needs. A big milestone came when I had my first fantasy about sex with another guy while I whacked off. It felt so illicit but extremely exciting, and I emptied myself of quite a load that time.
From Kat
The first time I masturbated, I was probably 8 or 9. I was lying on the couch with a blanket tangled up around me. I rolled over onto my stomach and found that a section of the blanket was rolled into a bulge beneath me. I felt a new, pleasurable sensation with the mound rubbing against my clit. I moved around and pressed myself against the blanket. I eventually orgasmed, although at the time I had no idea what had happened. I knew that I liked the feeling, though, and continued to use pillows to masturbate.Thankfully, I also came to discover the joys of water one day when I decided to use the shower head to run water over my clit. Unfortunately, we no longer have a detachable shower head.
From Gordon Haire
I had my first, frightening ejaculation in the summer of ’53 on the lush foliage along the bank of Bayou Tech in Houma, La. I had stopped to pee, then noticed a tick just behind the head of my dick. It itched after I plucked the tick off. Mom had told me to rub, not scratch insect bites, so I rubbed and rubbed and rubbed. It felt wonderfully tingly. And the rubbing quickly became full fledged stroking. Suddenly, it felt like I had to pee again, except that the pressure had never been that intense when I had to urinate. Thick cottony white stuff gushed out of my dick in one prolonged spurt, followed by three or four spasmodic pumps. It was the most intense orgasm I ever had.
No one had told me about ejaculations. I was afraid that I had injured myself, and that the white stuff was pus. I begged god for forgiveness. I was certain that the condition required medical attention, but I couldn’t tell my parents how I had injured myself. I don’t know how many times I promised God that I’d never to do it again. I had two more ejaculations before I got back to my uncle’s house. Whenever I knew I would be alone with my cock for five minutes or more, I’d jack off. Being brought up hardshell Southern Baptist, I was wracked with guilt. I had no idea at the time that most boys my age where chronic masturbators.
From Anonymous
Shortly after starting secondary school, I became best friends with a rather confident, precocious girl. Sometime during the first year of that friendship, she told me about the clitoris, and how if you rubbed it you would orgasm. I do remember once having a masturbation session where she suggested we moan, which I seem to remember we did a little. After that first orgasm I was hooked and developed various methods.
My favourites, apart from basic fingering, was the running water method by detaching the shower head, and tying up a few socks, placing them in another sock and using a scarf to firmly attach them to a teddy or pillow, I would then ride this hard bump (usually wearing knickers to avoid too much friction). Those were very intense orgasms. I introduced another friend to masturbation, just as my friend had done for me.