My biology teacher was, in my eyes, an extraordinary woman. She had openly said in class that the sole purpose of the clitoris was to have fun and had pointed at it on the drawing of the female sexual organs. Even if my mom used to say it was okay to masturbate and to explore one’s body, I never did. I was used to hearing about body parts, body functions and to read about it. But this, in class !! Wouhouuu !!
So one day, in Fall, I brought my big biology book back home. I locked my bedroom door, closed the blinds, brought the lamp near my bed, and a mirror I used for makeup. Then I did contortions that would have the Cirque du Soleil pick me for their new show.
I was looking for everything that was in the book. I was used to looking at myself from upside down but not with a mirror and I usually wasn’t looking for something. So I looked and marveled. I detailed and named everything silently and found what I was looking for, I made sure it was it, my book was open, right next to me.
It was it, the clitoris and I pushed and did what I thought was needed but, that day, I had no luck. I had goosebumps and it felt strange but that’s about the extent of my pleasure. And for a time after that, I looked or touched trying to “have fun”.
It took a while but it happened and it was totally unexpected. I had my first orgasm.
That year, I was looking at the school clock and calculating how much time was left before I could finally go home and masturbate. I even made myself a little hiding place in my closet so noone would find me. For my quickies ! In that time it was more stress-relief than real fun. But it also helped me sleep, it reassured me, made me feel better. It calmed my nerves. The next time I needed a mirror was to show a guy what it’s all about, the wonders of the female sex. How small and powerful it is.
Archivé sous: École secondaire | Tagué : Biologie, Masturbation, Premières fois
