Chapter 1
Growing up, my body matured early so boys were always trying to cop a feel and girls eyed me in the showers after gym class. Though I had many opportunities, I never gave in. I wanted my first time to be special. That didn’t stop me, though, from exploring my body’s secret places.
I would lie in bed upstairs in my room, parents fast asleep. Caressing my skin, I would run my hands over my face down to my neck, learning by touch what I liked best. Eyes falling closed, I would continue downward, stroking my breasts and relishing the softness, testing their weight in my hands. I noticed how my n*****s hardened as I squeezed harder, the tips tender. I liked them wet so I licked my fingertips and played with the areolas. Moving down my chest to the stomach, I felt its soft roundness, reveling in my burgeoning womanhood. I rubbed my hips up and down, enjoying their fullness. I stroked my inner thighs back and forth, delaying the foray into my vaginal folds.
Gently, I rubbed my pubic hair, enjoying the feel of the tight curls against my fingers, moaning softly. Using one hand, I opened the folds and with the other I probed my core. Noting the wetness, I used my fingers to spread the juice all over, making me slick and hungry. I plunged in and out, slowly pumping my hips and grinding against my hand. Pulling out, I used two fingers to find and rub my clit, already protruding and filling with blood.
I gathered the fluids from deep inside me and rubbed them all over my needy little nub, back and forth, again and again. Something was building, something strong and unyielding. Too soon I was overcome with a headlong rush to a heavenly place and suddenly stars burst behind my eyelids, sending me to the cosmos and beyond. I gasped aloud as my body convulsed with pleasure, pure, sweat-filled ecstasy that made my toes curl.
I collapsed against the sheets, breathing heavily. I slowly dragged both hands up against my skin, the wetness from my fingers leaving a trail behind. Reaching my mouth, I used the remaining slick as lipstick and rubbed the fingertips all over my lips. I brought my hands up to my nostrils, inhaling my essence, completely at peace.
Once I discovered the fun I could have with myself, I spent a lot of time getting to know the inner me. My parents thought I was being such a good girl, not staying out too late, always home on time, finishing my homework with almost no fuss. Little did they know…
