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Hey guys, I’m Kerrie-Ann and I guess my confession is that I’m a chronic masturbator. I don’t really know why I’m posting this as I’m not ashamed about it but I guess it could be cathartic to me and maybe you’ll get a kick out of it? IDK. From the start though, I don’t consider myself a slut or a whore because I genuinely don’t sleep with loads of guys at all. With my boyfriend im always up for sex but I masturbate multiple times a day on my own.

So I’ve always been able to get myself off, and used to spend ages in my bedroom just playing with my pussy and my bum and making myself come. I enjoyed experimenting with different things and textures, like slowly rubbing my stuffed bears’ leg along my pussy, or using a corner of my desk to grind on, and I got good at learning what sensation gave me what type of orgasm. So if I wanted a quick gentle orgasm I’d do one thing but if I had time before a shower I’d go harder and harder until I was sweating and shaking. My favourite though was our old vacuum cleaner which used to have a handle in just the right spot and that vibrated at just the right angle that I could prop it up against my wardrobe door and slide it inside me. I was gutted when mum threw it out as the new one didn’t vibrate at all.

I guess I knew what I was doing wasn’t really normal when I spoke to my friend about it and found that she rarely did it unless she knew her boyfriend was coming over and wanted to get in the right mood. It just felt alien to me that she didn’t want to feel like she’d just came all the time like I did. We didn’t like experiment together or anything but I learned that it was a private thing so that was a valuable lesson.

It really started to get a hold of me when I was in school and I’d just get SO horny all the time that I’d have to consciously calm myself down. My skin would get hyper sensitive and my heart would race. I’d have to excuse myself to the bathroom to come. I found a cubicle that had a rail I could straddle to ride, or if that one was occupied I’d just finger myself quickly. My panties were always soaking and I had to bring two pairs to school every day.

I was getting so confident that I started wearing a cute metal butt plug to school on days I didn’t have PE. I found that if I sat a certain way I could push the plug against the chair and essentially fuck myself, which meant an orgasm per lesson if I wanted, without having to get up. I wore that plug almost every day for 4 years straight. If I was leaving the house it would be on a checklist like ‘keys, phone, plug, bag.’

I’m in an office job now which lets we work remote unless we do a client visit so I can spend my day making myself come. I love sitting on a zoom call with a toy buzzing under my skirt, one finger rubbing my clit whilst I talk about work stuff, and I still wear a butt plug when I go out to visit clients.

So yeah, I’ve come like three times whilst writing this, believe me or don’t, I don’t care, but girls don’t be afraid of your own bodies!

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