My, it seems I was a late bloomer compared to this crew. While I certainly "explored" my body at a younger age, masturbation for sexual gratification, probably didn't start until I was about 14. A boy rubbed between my legs while making out. I pushed his hand away, not before noticing a pleasant feeling, however. That night in bed I tried to duplicate that feeling. Without the denim and cramped space of earlier, I saw the light.

Wow an oldy but goody thread! I have to say that I don't remember exploring my body at all. That probably has to do with the fact that I often times can't "touch myself" and have issues with "sexual fluids". It's not that I remember that anyone said that it was bad or dirty, I just don't remember feeling any of the sexual feelings. I cried and locked myself in the bathroom the first time a boy started touching me elsewhere when making out (also cried the first time I was french kissed). I tended (and still are on some occassions) to be an over-emotional person.

I guess I would have to say that I was never truely interested in sex and was more doing it out of wanting to please the person I was in love with (we dated for over a year before we had sex and then it was kind of pushed because he was going to be going away for the army).

I am glad to say, that I truely enjoy making love now with the man I am madly in love with, but can really only masturbate with toys...which is one of the many reasons why I love F&E.

I was about 13 when I discovered "fiddling with my widget". I used to take the satiny end off of a thermal blanket and rub it between my fingers. I like the way it felt and the sound reminded me of nylon clad legs (my fetish runs deep). One night, I was laying in bed and felt my penis getting erect. I decided to wrap the blanket end around it just to see what it looked like. I wrapped it snuggly to make sure it stayed in place. The head started to turn a little purple, kind of like when you wrap a string around your finger. It started to feel good and then it felt really good.

I pulled on the wrap tighter until I came. I was freaked out at first. But I remember the feeling being amazing. I actually kept squeezing my hard on until I ejaculated for many year until I learned about stroking.

My wife claims that she never masturbated until I introduced her to it. She says I'm the one who corrupted her. I figure there are worst things a person can get turned to.

I don´t remember for certain what age it was, my memories of childhood are somewhat broken around the age of my mother´s second marriage. But it must have been around the age of 6 - 8, and surely in the bathing tub, playing with the shower water on my pussy.
I did know what I was doing, my mom being a practical woman she dumped a book of "Educazione sessuale" on my desk at the early age of 6.
My first orgasm was perhaps a bit later, but not by much, and always in the tub.
I didn´t learn to use my fingers for many years, and now I prefer toys. When I learned how to masturbate out of the bathing tub I discovered the beauty of playing while reading. Not always erotica.
Tyrion is amused and fascinated that once I succesfully marturbated while raptly reading a book on naval engineering.

I must have been around 11 the first time I masturbated. I remember laying in bed at night and feeling around my cock and it getting hard. Somehow I lay on my stomach and my cock was between my legs and the more I rubbed it, the better it felt. Then without warning, I started spurting cum. I masturbated like that for years and didn't switch to my back or side till I was probably 18 or so. I can't get hard and get it down between my legs like that now, but it sure was good at the time.

My first time masturbating I think was mutual masturbating with my then best friend. She and I would go down to my basement and felt each other up. I must've been around 9 or 10 years old. It was nice to be able to explore another female until we face humped each other (kids trying to find out what feels good with no limits) and I realized she didn't smell good. Later I figured out what the smell was... urine. Anyways, i used my fist instead this one time and we never actually reached orgasm for we probably didn't know what to look for. We hit all the wrong areas and thought we were doing the right thing. We would kiss a bit and tried the French style but wasn't for me.. even though it was for her kept pulling me close to get more).

The first time I went solo I think was on my bathroom sink's edge with a folded up towel on the corner and just rubbed. Felt good and I knew what I was reaching when I got there.

~Kathy~

The first time I masturbated was when I was 14. I lived near a wooded area, so you probably know boys and their tree forts. I had built one and had the door facing opposite the houses and road so it faced into the woods and even put a hook lock on it. One day I was building and felt I had to pee. Of course, I would just go in the woods as nobody saw me anyway and if someone was walking the trails and whatnot, obviously I didn't until they were gone.

One day I was taking a break up in the trees as I was building and decided on rubbing myself because I felt weird, almost like an itch you can't scratch. I started getting hard and started to feel a tingle. I was just starting puberty at the time so I would stroke myself. It felt too good. I was gonna pee so I let it fly, but it wasn't pee. Every time for a couple years after that, my tree forts would serve as my get aways for good times.

I remember touching and playing with myself at a really young age. The first time I came was about 11. I didn't even know what had happened. But did know it felt good. So I continued doing it quite often.

Hmmm? Can't recall the first time, but I do remember really liking to climb the rope in Phys. Ed. Ropes and poles legs wrapped around them jsut so, created a tingling feeling that was good. I'd say somewhere around 8, 9, 10. It was a couple of years after, around 12 I think that I would 'hump' almost anything. I wasted a lot of socks! That was my'protection', stick it in a sock and then between sofa cushions and pound away. Thinking back, I sure wish I'd known about lube!

It's now at least twice but sometimes as many as four times a day!

The first time i ever did something to myself i was about 9 and the mega powerful shower head was put between my legs and i could'nt believe how good it felt so then every time i got in the bath i'd do it.

At six I can remember rubbing against the bed and thinking, wow, this is pretty good. Continued to do that for years without taking the next step. It wasn't until I was 14 that I really got into it, but then I got into it with a vengeance, vaseline and porn.

I honestly can't remember a time when I didn't play with myself. When I was 4 or 5 I would take various items from my Fisher-Price doctor kit and rub them between my legs. I used to love the feeling of pinching my clit (though I didn't know what it was at the time) when I was 5 or six. That was also the time that my friend told me what humping was. We would lay in her bed and grind on each other, taking turns being on top. That felt very good...

The first time I actually had an orgasm though, was when I was about 8 and found my mother's vibrator. I had already discovered Dad's porn and liked how warm it made me to read the stories and look at the pictures. I remember the crazy, strange, tingly feeling as I rubbed that vibe on my clit. I wasn't quite sure what had happened, but I faked stomach aches to stay home by myself and make it happen again

I don't exactly remember my first masturbation. But I definitely remember my first orgasms...in the bathtub. I don't recall how I discovered it but I was obsessed with taking a bath when I was in the 12-13 range. I would sit in there and strategically aim the water sometimes until it went cold! I took a bath every night. Of course, I thought no one could possibly know what I was doing...yeah, right. I also took horseback riding lessons around the same time, although I don't particularly recall if that also felt good or not. But definitely the bathtub. And I have maintained a lifelong bath obsession, by which I mean taking baths, ever since. I actually tried the bathtub masturbation technique within the past few years but it is just not as comfortable as an adult (back wrenched, feet falling asleep from being propped upright for too long, hot water runs out). It was fun to try for old times' sake but I think I prefer to take my waterproof vibes in the bath with me today!

I remember my first time and first orgasm very clearly. I was 11 or 12 and in my room. I had found and begun to read with fascination Parent's "how to" books and erotica. Combining the reading, the picutres and realizing that when I touched myself it felt really good. Laying back in my bed, I started to softly stroke myself gradually moving faster and faster till I lost control, breathing like I sprinted a mile, seeing stars and practically blacking out. Not realizing what had happened, I looked down and saw on the tip of my penis a little drop of pearly white fluid. All that for a little drop! It was however a seminal (pun intended) event in my life launching me into the teenage years where I could not masturbate enough to now, happily married and enjoying a bit of me time every now and then. Before it was how fast I could do it before someone banged on the bathroom door. Now it is seeing how long I can go without popping.

Some of my earliest memories involve masturbating myself to sleep every night. Occasionally, I would orgasm--apparently loudly--which would bring my mother to the door with her command to get back to sleep! I'm guessing all this started at around age two when diapers were no longer a barrier.

I recall having a small, very plain stuffed cat with a round button for a nose. That button, carefully positioned on my clit, gave me no end of pleasure. I would lie face down with the toy pressed up against my girlhood, humping the living daylight out of the poor thing.

In retrospect, I don't remember if my mother ever confiscated it for wash day. Hope she did!