Speaking of wacking off....

Now that the cat is out of the bag , and everyone knows that masturbation is cheaper than a HDHI was just curious at what age did you start to masturbate at? And were you able to come?

I remeber being able to come before I was able to walk.I must have been about two when I first started to masturbate.I have no idea of where I learned how to, but for a two year old I was damn good at it

I am sorry for the personal question , but I have always wanted to know am I just strange , or is it common to start this early .

OH CRAP!! I was multitasking a response here and somehow copied and pasted it to an email being composed to my web host. Yes, I actually hit "send" and emailed him all about my masturbatory habits as a child!!! D'oh!!!

!!!!! That's a classic moment!

Okay, so here's what I was working on and like a dork emailed to my web guy. Sheesh.:::


I'm a bit of a child development enthusiast (although I have NO DESIRE EVER to have children, just dogs!) and from what I recall from my studies, the age 2 seemed to be the magic age when youngsters really started exploring more "down there." While the "feel good" parts are often discovered earlier on, I seem to remember age 2 is when a child's motor skills are becoming more developed and capable of masturbatory actions.

I remember really getting into masturbating in 3rd grade (age 9?) where I discovered my clitoris, but I never orgasmed until 5th grade. I stayed home from school sick and just started going to town LOL. I attended a Catholic school so I thought it was God killing me for playing with myself all day while my parents were at work and my siblings were at school. Once I realized what it was, I got over that guilt very quickly!

I think I re-wallpapered the bathroom walls in the fifth grade with National Geographic tribal women .

I started at about 7. The neighborhood boys gathered in a garage for a circle jerk. I joined in but didn't have any idea what I was doing. Certainly didn't come because I had no frame of reference and didn't know what coming was. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying it so I tried later in the bathroom and worked so hard I damned near wore the little thing out. Finally came and have been a sex addict ever since then.

Don't believe there was any ejaculation til about age 11.

Damn JB, not sure I would have told that first part!

Damn JB, not sure I would have told that first part! Originally Posted by WTF

I don't know, WTF, that last sentence just GOT to me! LOL.

As with everything in my life, parenting, escorting, etc., I started late. Not sure of the exact age, but probably VERY early teens. I believe, though, that I played with myself a lot before then. I certainly remember having a lot of sensual thoughts.

Good topic, Becky!!!

Elisabeth

not until mid teens altho i was 16 with my first girl

i do remember the first grade and a girl named anne...we would play and she would tickle me....attack my jeans and zipper...and i was supposed to fight her off but i never tried too hard to fight her off ..i thought i did such a poor job of fighting her off that she must surely succeed in taking my jeans off..but alas..she always held back from success....

Around six or seven for me. Some very messy towels and blankets. And it felt so damn good. Hmmm, still does. But NOT the same as the real thing. Dailing Becky (Edward don't listen in).......

Okay, so here's what I was working on and like a dork emailed to my web guy. Sheesh.:::


I'm a bit of a child development enthusiast (although I have NO DESIRE EVER to have children, just dogs!) and from what I recall from my studies, the age 2 seemed to be the magic age when youngsters really started exploring more "down there." While the "feel good" parts are often discovered earlier on, I seem to remember age 2 is when a child's motor skills are becoming more developed and capable of masturbatory actions.

I remember really getting into masturbating in 3rd grade (age 9?) where I discovered my clitoris, but I never orgasmed until 5th grade. I stayed home from school sick and just started going to town LOL. I attended a Catholic school so I thought it was God killing me for playing with myself all day while my parents were at work and my siblings were at school. Once I realized what it was, I got over that guilt very quickly! Originally Posted by LynetteMarie

I wonder how many million people have now seen this.

When I was fourteen a friend taught me that if you take a trashy romance novel, hold it with two fingers by the spine, and you will find all the good sex parts.

A few months later we were on a family vacation with a few friends of my parents. I later learned all of these "friends" were actually swingers. There was one lady that was particularly hot and she seemed to enjoy the same pastime I did--reading by the poolside. I noticed she seemed to pause quite often and writhe a bit in her chaise lounge, never turning the pages. That was when the words of my friend came back to me about the saucy spots of a trashy novel. When they all went out, I saw her beach bag next to one of the chairs and could see the novel she was reading hanging out. So I pilfered her Sidney Sheldon novel from her beach bag and went back to the bungalow to see if he was right. He was and I began to read the more salacious sections and soon had quite the boner in my swim trunks. One part of the novel traced a male character's sexuality back to his first attempt at masturbation using soap and the tragic, burning result of that. Amazing what you can learn when you read. So instead, I used some Coppertone.

It was an incredible sensation, but I could not orgasm. I guess I was making a bunch of noise as I worked harder and harder at it. There was a knock at the bedroom door and before I could cover up, in walked the lady that owned the book and the Coppertone I was abusing.

At first she was shocked at the sight of me holding her novel in one hand and stroking my pud in the other, dripping sun tan lotion all over the floor. Then she smiled and said it looked like I needed some help. She walked over, grabbed the bottle of Coppertone, squirted a dollop into her palm, reached town and twirled her hand four or five times, and I shot my first load ever and I think it shot across the room--it felt like rocket fuel leaving my body.

She looked down at me and winked.

"Next time, get your own book. This one is mine."

She grabbed her book and the Coppertone, and left the room and never spoke of the incident again.

OH CRAP!! I was multitasking a response here and somehow copied and pasted it to an email being composed to my web host. Yes, I actually hit "send" and emailed him all about my masturbatory habits as a child!!! D'oh!!! Originally Posted by LynetteMarie

Lynette, you just cracked me up. I bet you made your web hosts day lol.I once did the same thing when I was working. I accidentally sent my supervisor a long detailed email about my fondness for duct tape.


Thank you for all of your very brave replys.It looks like I may have been a 2 yo idiot savant when it came to masturbation.It is one of my first memories that , and laying in the sun. I am almost certain I was able to orgasm before I could walk.
Oh well at least I had my priorities straight

Now that is a good story, Anonone. I have always had fantasies on walking in on a guy....very much a turn on for me. I often request this guilty pleasure from friends that I am quite comfortable with.

Funny that I just walked into my office to read this thread AFTER placing my favorite toy down on your nightstand