Practice on your own
As female masturbation becomes less taboo, better sex and more orgasms are sure to follow.
It was just another ordinary day when I experienced my first orgasm. It wasn’t anything I had planned on. I was only 13 at the time and my sexual forays had thus far been limited to scrambled porn.
As I had many times before, I slipped into a warm Jacuzzi bath, eager to relax with the latest issue of Seventeen. With the tub filled higher than usual, it was hard to keep the gurgling water from splashing the pages. Irritated, I turned to the side, leaning over the edge of the tub in the hopes of alleviating this problem.
That’s when I felt it.
Turning to the side had caused my lady parts to brush up against the full-throttle jets. Tossing the magazine aside, I leaned into the jets. They were so intense that within a matter of minutes, I was done. I lay there stunned by what I had felt and wondering what just happened. Then it dawned on me: Was this an orgasm? The Hands-Free Orgasm
What followed was an addiction to the Jacuzzi. I felt like Christopher Columbus. He had been looking for India and discovered the New World. I had been looking for a bubble bath and found an orgasm. If it was this good with bath jets, I could only imagine what it would be like with a real-live member of the opposite sex. It would be years before I lost my virginity, but when I did I came across a powerful realization: Sex did not equal instant climax. Boys did not always know what they were doing. Disappointed but undeterred, I was determined to figure out how my boyfriend could make me climax. And after much exploration, it worked. Really well, I might add.
Although it wasn’t something that my 17-year-old friends and I talked about at the time, I assumed they too had experienced self-orchestrated orgasms. And hence I wondered if they too had the same problems when they lost their virginity. Imagine my shock, years later, when I found out many of my sexually active friends had never actually even had an orgasm, self-performed or otherwise. My frequent visitation with the jets, it seemed, had rendered me more comfortable with my own sexuality.