"Yes! This feels great!" Sydney exclaimed between moans of pleasure.
The thirteen-year-old girl was naked in her room and was rubbing her open vagina of pink swollen lips against one of the corners of her desk, feeling the brush of the wood against her clitoris and the inside of her wet lips while one of the hands massaged her breasts excitedly.
In the last few weeks she had masturbated a lot, at first just testing her fingers in her vagina, playing with her clitoris and plunging a couple of them inside her and even once also inserting it into her ass, although she stopped when she felt strange… and when she realized that her father was right about the pleasure of masturbating. It could be said that she became addicted to it.
Whenever she had time alone, her fingers searched her crotch almost unconsciously and before she knew it she was pleasuring herself with her pants down and panting while discovering over and over again the wet interior of her vagina and how to caress it to provoke one or two orgasms that followed.
She had also explored other possibilities about masturbation after doing some research online and talking to her friends.
Sydney was surprised to learn that her friends had also started their own paths in the art of sexual self-satisfaction in their own way and received some interesting suggestions.
Like Sophia's idea: that she used her electric toothbrush placing the back of the tip on her clitoris to enjoy the vibrations of it.
A tremor ran through Sydney's body when she remembered her first experience using this technique and how there was a cry of pleasure raised when the vibration of the device touched her small dark clitoris that made her grandmother knock on the bathroom door to ask if it happened something:
"Nothing grandma!" Syd replied squatting since she was unable to stand, while her brush continued to give pleasure on her clitoris and hide her gasp. "I just saw a spider and I was scared!"
That convinced the woman who left and a few minutes later the young woman noticed how her vagina let some of her fluids escape through her legs while she bit into a towel in the most impressive orgasm she had ever had thanks to to external stimulation of the brush, which had become more than a simple hygiene utensil since then.
Sophia had also commented on how she used the round handle of her hairbrush to penetrate her vagina. Sydney, was tempted to try that technique with one of hers made of polished wood. But as she began to penetrate, although she felt excited, she too was afraid of breaking her hymen in that way.
That made her so nervous that she abandoned the project of pleasure for herself in that way. She decided that perhaps this was an experience that she wanted to share with someone she loved and not alone.
In the present the young woman put a hand on her ass as she kept moving her body back and forth on the table faster and faster and slid the hand that had been busy with her tits and played with her anus before going down to the back of her vagina and add the caresses of her fingers to the rubbing of the desk for a moment.
"Good. This is very good." She continued panting as the teenager closed her eyes feeling a lot of pleasure.
Her best friend, the formal and slightly neurotic Olive, spoke to her about how she masturbated some nights and that she was always thinking of a specific person ...
This inspired Syd to fantasize about Zach Thompson and imagine the boy touching her while she masturbated to thoughts of him like she did with her father. Sydney also began to fantasize about Harry, her friend and childhood love, with whom she had recently contacted again, who was returning to visit and at one point together she hoped they would practice oral sex by inserting his tongue inside her vagina and ass in a very dirty, intense and pleasure way.
That afternoon her toothbrush ran out of battery even though she had charged it the day before ...
But the one who came back to her mind again and again as her lover was her father.
She repeated the scene of the bed with her masturbating Max while the man played with her ass over and over again, although she also imagined her father penetrating her on the bed gently and with all the love in the world, masturbating her with his thick fingers that felt different from her and even at that moment she thought about what it would be like to feel her father's penis rubbing against the outside of his vaginal lips, noticing its thickness and heat against them and covering it with a wet layer that would help him to be her first lover.
"Oh daddy!" The young woman exclaimed as she continued with the table.
Olive had also recommended that she use the shower head to pleasure herself. At first Sydney was scared thinking that Olive was telling her to penetrate herself with the rounded and large object, but the blonde laughed at her and told her that she was not referring to that.
Then Olive explained how she used the water while using her fingers on her clitoris and penetrated herself to add the heat of it falling over her as a very pleasant addition and how she directed the jet between her legs playing with the different jet settings of water to give herself even more extreme levels of pleasure.
Sydney ended up quite excited after those explanations and imagining her friend doing it; so she ran home and began to experiment with the shower, delighting in the touch of water, and investigating things like the different jets that the head of her shower could offer, the warmth of the water and the distance at which she placed it from her clitoris and even her dark nipples to see what were the best points to obtain pleasure this way.
Finally there was Emmy and her curious tastes in masturbation.
At first the little Latina hadn't surprised her too much by telling her about an occasion in which she had masturbated on her knees and lifted her little ass to the air and how exciting it was to slap her butt cheeks; a feeling that made her vagina throb completely aroused in response.
Sydney had not gotten to try it since she had certain conflicting feelings about whether she wanted to slap her own ass ... But she also had doubts about when Emmy told her about masturbating using a table to pleasure herself like she had seen in a porn video and how funny and exciting it was to leave the table covered in her fluids, and there she was:
With her little pussy rubbing against her desk, wetting it while she gasped faster and faster and tried to increase the pleasure, she felt by massaging her breasts and playing with her hard, pointed nipples, she had learned in the last few days that she liked do it.
"Yes! Oh God, this is sublime!" The girl finally exclaimed after a series of especially fast and intense rubbing that finished building her orgasm.
It exploded all over her body causing her to tense her back and let out a small cry of pleasure while tremors took over her entire body and her eyes were fixed on the ceiling.
When it finished she had to use her hands to stay on the table, due to the weakness in her body that sometimes accompanied her orgasms.
With a smile she moved and saw the corner of her desk covered with her intimate fluids and she felt a strange pleasure for having done something so dirty and "forbidden".
Then she went to bed and lay down naked and wet. She would soon have to clean the table and then go to the shower and maybe she would give herself another orgasm while she washed up before her father and her grandmother came home. But right now she just wanted to lie down with her slim, dark-skinned body illuminated by the afternoon light coming through the window.
Her thoughts wandered from one thing to another, reflecting on her father's words the night that started all of this, and she wondered if the fact that she and her friends had shared their intimacies about masturbation could be considered an example of what her father said to her about sharing love to a new level through sex.
She loved her friends and she was sure that they loved her and of course she had felt her bonds tighten when they spoke of pleasure and shared those intimacies, getting excited in the process. It was something really curious and quite pleasant despite the lack of contact.
Although she certainly did not reach the level and intimacy, love, pleasure and happiness that she had felt with her father ...
Masturbating was quite pleasurable, and it was really fun and addictive... but at that moment she was experiencing a slight feeling of boredom from it despite the pleasure she had experienced just minutes ago.
Then she remembered that her father told her something similar in his drunkenness.
As she did everything on her own, she lacked the intimacy and contact that she had experienced with her father and even with her friends when they spoke.
The young woman twisted her mouth thoughtfully and wondering if she maybe should take the next step and seek to have sex with someone. Immediately the image of her father appeared again in her head and wondered if it would be wise to try... but then Sydney thought of other ideas.
Perhaps the smartest thing was to look for a boy from school, and bring him one day for some sex, or maybe even go crazy and see if some of her friends wanted to try out some sort of sexual pleasing activities with her, but for some reason she couldn't stop thinking about her father and immediately decided that it had to be him, since he loved her and he was the one who had told her about sharing love, happiness and the rest with sex, so maybe she could experience all that in a more pure way with him.
For a second she wondered if her experience with her father had warped her in a negative way in her mind... but she immediately dismissed it by concentrating again on her daydreams about what it would be like to make love with her father while starting to stroke her pussy again, and coming up with a plan to be able to turn her fantasy into reality...
TO BE CONTINUED…
Author's Note: This is how chapter 2 of this story ends. This time I wanted to focus more on the masturbation action and I hope I managed to create something really exciting while advancing a little bit of Sydney's story and her discovery of sex, love and the pleasure of sharing it. If you feel like it, you can go through my profile to read my other stories or that of Laying Low Lady who is still my editor and also the best writer I know.