Respectfully to ST, I understand your revision of the submission rules and will comply with them fully, however, in some countries the age of consent is 16, or even lower. I guess you’re bound by the country in which you are registered. It should also be remembered that sexual feelings and activities-even of a solo nature-do not suddenly switch on at 18. It is a process starting at puberty and is quicker for some than for others. While recognising the risks involved and potential abuses thereof, to omit this journey is a shame. The more this process is discussed and therefore understood, the better?
This is about feelings. In particular, one feeling, perhaps unique to girls. I’d appreciate a male perspective on this.
**Note from editor - AMEN to everything you said and I am personally against the rule changes and removing stories of healthy sexual growth and discovery. Unfortunately, the powers that be, could truly care less about healthy sexuality and are clamping down on all things of an adult nature. FYI, these same rules apply to UK adult companies, regardless of the lower age of consent there. If we do not comply, there is no Solotouch. Please note a bit of hypocrisy: It's ok if Kevin Spacey's adult male character has sex with an underage girl in American Beauty. That is art. A young boy masturbates in Brad Pitt's movie Babel. That is art. For us, it is not allowed. I assure you all, I am more annoyed than you are.
Now off my pulpit on on to Wetgirl's lovely story....
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Even though my parents were not hyper religious by any means, or prudish in any way, I was always expected to wear panties, and be clean ‘down there’ even to the point of if I noticed my scent, I should wash and change my panties. Spare panties, always two pairs, we’re in my bag at all times, along with a small pack of ‘freshen up’ wipes. Being ‘covered’ at all times was drilled into both me and my sister.
Which made being uncovered down there all the more thrilling, in fact I’d go further, it made being uncovered down there…as in someone uncovering me….wildly exciting. That feeling of someone touching, perhaps, first over my panties, then tentatively exploring inside, and then slowly sliding them over my bum and down….down further, until that joyous feeling of the crotch of my panties pulling away from my labia…..ohhh, what a thrill.
Being a girl who is, naturally wet, but when feeling horny is very wet indeed, the crotch of my undies tends to become, well, not stuck, exactly, but certainly reluctant to part from my labia, so that when it finally does, oh boy, what a rush! Guys, never underestimate the feelings a girl gets when you undress her. Removing a bra, removing panties….she will have been schooled in the need for both, being covered top and bottom….so that when she lets you undress her, it’s more than just taking off a layer that’s in the way. For a girl, for me, anyway, it’s a revelation, exposing boobs, exposing vagina, it is in and of itself a sexual experience. Don’t rush it.
But it isn’t necessary to take my panties off to give me this rush. When I had pubic hair, a guy was worried about yanking strands of hair out. He wanted to pull my panties aside. This he tried several times, but thinking he had caught a pube, he stopped and repositioned before trying again. It felt amazingly erotic! When he finally got my panties aside, boy, was I ready for him!
Alan came round yesterday afternoon. I wanted to christen my new music studio. I adore being fucked on the floor, and he stripped me with such care. When he got to my bra he slipped the straps over my shoulders so slowly and gently, and I barely felt him unclip it with one hand at the back. He used his chest to hold it against me until he painstaking slowly peeled I away, exposing my by then rock-solid tits.
As for my panties, he knelt before me and kissed them off me. He didn’t just get them over my ass and let them fall, he kissed over my thighs, my knees, my shins, and even each foot as he lifted it to take them off. Then he buried his face in the crotch and inhaled, telling me how much he adored my scent. They were wet through of course. Allan also adores that faint tang off pee and isn’t afraid to tell me so. When he then buried his head between my legs, it felt like my clit sprang forward to meet his tongue. By the time he laid me on the carpet and entered me, because he took all that time, I was ready in a way it’s difficult to describe.
And that’s another thing. “Don’t sit with your knees apart!” How many girls have heard that? “Don’t show your underwear.” “Modesty, at all times.” This makes the simple act of spreading our legs so sexy! Ask your girlfriends about the times they lie in bed, knees up, feet by their bums and knees flopped open. Ask them how a simple thrusting movement makes them feel. Maybe that does nothing for them, but it did for me, and everyone I know. “Keep it covered” becomes “here it is.” I loved doing that…hell, I still do!
Lying naked on my bed, I will slowly draw my feet up to near my ass, maybe moving them outwards a little since I know this shows my vulva between them. Then…nothing. I’ll stare into a mirror, teasing myself, until finally, I will v..e…r…y…slowly let my knees drift apart. I will watch as my labia slowly separate revealing my hole and the glistening, soft pinkness of my cunt. You see, I will have been feeling horny anyway, but by doing this, it really ramps it up. If I get it right, I will be so ‘ready’ my vagina will have opened to the extent I can see up myself…well, maybe not quite that, but certainly I can see my hole.
Time, and breaking the rules of social convention. What a way to go!
Yes, guys, never underestimate the feeling a girl gets by being slowly exposed.
Is it the same for you? Or do you just need you boxers out of the way as quickly as possible? Answers on a postcard please!
By the same token, going commando feels really ‘naughty’. I tend to do so in clothing that makes it easy to reveal the nakedness underneath, should I wish to do so, but I’m minded of a girl at our VI form Prom (we were all 18 ) who whispered to me that she was naked under her full-length tight fitting gown. Not a chance of anyone seeing, but the way her neck was cherry red, you could tell at a glance how much not wearing panties was exciting her.
A girl's sex organs are hidden, tucked away between her legs. Add to that the social convention of always…ALWAYS, d’ya hear…keeping them covered, you can see the added delight of having them exposed.
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