Just placing my fingertips upon my vagina felt incredible at the time. It was the best feeling I had ever experienced in my youth.
I hesitated before doing anything else, but I had a sudden and incredibly strong impulse to just press down and move my hand back and forth, essentially masturbating through my soaked panties. It was one of the most excellent feelings I had ever felt.
Of course, I was thirteen at the time and had no idea that what I did and what I was doing was a bad thing. I had no clue at all.
I gently slipped my hand under my panties, and the excellent feeling I felt before felt two times better when I touched myself bare. I was completely soaked and everytime I moved my fingers over my sex, a rather loud squish sound could be heard.
After a few seconds, I figured out an even better spot to rub. It was a little piece that felt extremely good every time I jerked my hand over it. Later, I learned that this was called a clitorous.
My thoughts brought me to licking my brother’s fluids after I had unknowingly jerked him off, and that thought pushed me over the edge.
At the time, I didn’t have a clue what was happening. All I knew was that I could only feel extremely intense waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I remember my whole body shuttering, instinctivaley pinching my nipples through my shirt, only increasing the intensity of what I was feeling. With every shutter my body produced, a new wave of amazing flowed over me.
This. This moment was the best moment of my entire life and it opened my eyes to a new, amazing place. I never thought I would or even could experience so much sexual pleasure. It took me a while to learn, but these were called orgasms. This night was the best night I had ever experienced, and I don’t regret any of it. Even now, I don’t.
Afterwards, I lied there for a few more moments. I couldn’t touch my vagina, it was just so raw. So sensitive, the slightest touch sent such intense waves of pleasure that it was simply too much. I held my hand over every part of my vagina, using it to protect it from touching anything.
I felt like I was missing something, but I didn’t really know what and I didn’t have the strength to stay awake and think about it.