Before I write about masturbation for women, I thought I’d advocate the benefits of masturbation for women.
Women know their own physiology best, know where to touch the body is most sensitive, follow the mood ups and downs you can autonomy when to orgasm, how to let yourself enjoy the mesa in the wonderful taste. Do not have to cater to men’s self-esteem and even fucking penis plot, and abandon their right to enjoy the fish and water, and even let themselves down to the heroine of a three-dimensional movie like a twisted posture.
The second advantage of masturbation is that you can do whatever you want. Once at work, a male netizen who made me want to get into trouble used ICQ to send teasing words, originally he was almost always the male protagonist of my every wet dream, so the stimulation coupled with the menstrual period soon to come, hormones disobediently in my body, the lust is high, how can I be embarrassed? I hurriedly replied, “Someone is looking for me, let’s talk later”, and then secretly went to the restroom to knit up the unfinished storyline, pulled down my panties and started masturbating, savoring the taste of two orgasms… Perhaps the blood circulation after the orgasms had been smoothed out, and when I returned to my seat, my mind cleared up, and I worked with even more fucking energy!
Another advantage of masturbation is that you are in full control of the process and can enjoy the pleasure alone. You don’t have to worry about the horrendous sexually transmitted diseases (STDs) that can be caused by the male partner during sex, especially since men always have a lot of excuses for not using a condom during sex: that it’s not exciting enough to use a condom… and because of the way women are wired, they are much more likely to get STDs than men are.
I’m a big advocate of masturbation for women, but a bunch of moral and ethical bullshit has kept women silent, even stupidly thinking it’s a man’s monopoly; so I’d like to share my experience with masturbation with all my fellow women.
The history of my masturbation is similar to the development of cell phones in Taiwan in recent years; Taiwan’s cell phone market has been booming this year, and thanks to the advancement of technology, it feels as if cell phones have only just boomed, and WAPs are taking over the communications market… The relationship between the development of cell phones and my masturbation will be clear to you after you’ve read the following description…!
The first time I masturbated was when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, an age when I still had no idea about SEX. That night, I was watching a romance movie, and I remembered that in the movie, the hero and the heroine were lying on the bed and kissing passionately, and this alone made me, who had never been in contact with sex before, have an inexplicable urge to urinate, so I reached out and touched my sister, who was in her underwear. At first, I only dared to touch her gently, but as I did so, I realized that there was a wet, sticky liquid in her panties… but it accelerated my fingers… Suddenly, a sensation I had never felt before since I was a little girl came over me… and even though it was a short-lived sensation, it was a wonderful feeling that I’ll never forget.
Later on, I often practiced this feeling after my little sister fell asleep beside me, and now I think I was practically addicted to it at that time. To be honest, I wanted to tell my mother about this kind of behavior, but since my mother had repeatedly warned me since I was a child that a girl’s sister was very important and should not be touched indiscriminately, I was afraid that I would be reprimanded if I said it out loud, so I did not do it.
In the sixth grade of elementary school, I learned the 14th chapter of health education, and realized that the habit I had developed in the past two years was called masturbation. However, because the topic of masturbation in the textbook at that time was focused on boys, and it was only lightly skimmed over, coupled with the embarrassment of having a co-educational class, the questions about masturbation in my mind could never be answered.
Masturbation continued until the summer vacation of the second year of my country, when I broke through another bottleneck. I was so bored that summer that I loved to masturbate to relieve my boredom when I had nothing to do.
One day, as usual, I wanted to masturbate again, only this time in the bathroom. Lying on the cold floor, I thought about my favorite Tom Cruise. I thought about my favorite Tom Cruise’s smile, his muscular body… For the first time, I didn’t put my panties on, but dared to use my fingers to make the most intimate contact with my vagina, to feel my nipple filling up and expanding with stimulation, and to use my fingers to carry the wet liquid to the whole of my private part…
The difference in stimulation this time made me experience another kind of orgasm for the first time. Continuing with each orgasm, my fingers were fond of interacting with my private parts, and I could no longer hold back my moans as the sensations came again and again…
After my first taste of masturbation, I was in the bathroom for a good 2 hours that day, and I got HIGH more than 10 times.
I remember running into my mother as I walked out of the bathroom, and she asked me if I had just been in the hot water for too long, and why my face was so red. The aftermath of this orgy was only a few days later when my feet were shaking and aching uncontrollably.
After having sexual experience, I can’t deny the pleasure a man can bring to my private parts by teasing them with his fingers during foreplay, and I also enjoy the fullness of the pleasure of having his penis pumped in my vagina, but perhaps because I’ve been masturbating since I was a child, my vagina has long been accustomed to my fingers, and no matter how skillful the other person is, or even if he’s gifted with a thick and long penis, I just can’t have an orgasm during sex.
I once had a partner who was so upset about not being able to give me an orgasm that he even asked me if I had ever felt one. I told him that only masturbation had ever given me one, so he encouraged me to masturbate while having sex. At first I was embarrassed, because I thought masturbation was a very private thing, and I was afraid of hurting his male ego, but after a few times, both of us were able to fully immerse ourselves in this mode. When I started to masturbate after he entered my body, my vaginal muscles would clench more tightly, and the contractions would be more intense. Especially when both of us climaxed together, the psychological satisfaction was far greater than the physical…
Right! A woman masturbating is also the perfect catalyst during sex. I’ve wondered how to get a man to shake off his fatigue quickly after his first passionate encounter and move on to the next one. Oral sex may be a good way to do it, but it’s too direct a tease physically, and it can backfire if you don’t suck a man’s dick perfectly.
In fact, a woman can masturbate to flirt with a man. Masturbating while giving him the most soul-stirring look in the eyes will definitely make your man crazy about you. For me, masturbation is the best shortcut to exploring sexuality and a way to have an intimate conversation with my own body. In addition, the promotion of women’s masturbation is also a small part of my expectation for gender equality…