Marital masturbation

I am a female in my late 50s; my husband wrote Biography #8. I grew up in a large family in a house with only 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. Also, my parents were silent about sexual matters. I suppose those two factors account for the fact that I did not masturbate as a child or teenager. I was so ignorant of matters sexual that until I was probably 13, I was unaware the vagina existed. I believed that the anus was the female sexual orifice.

My first sexual feelings began to occur at 16 when I began to date the man who is now my husband. As we became more intimate, we gravitated toward genital touching and rubbing. Soon, I learned about male ejaculation and orgasm but remained unaware of any personal sexual feeling other than a pleasurable congestion of the genitals after sex play.

My first orgasm occurred when I was a junior in high school and still a virgin. For some reason I began to "hump" my boyfriend's thigh, moving my pelvis back and forth, faster and faster. I remember feeling out of control and compelled to press harder and harder on his thigh with my bottom. Suddenly, a wave of unprecedented pleasure swept from my genitals through my body. Intense contractions made me jerk as though I were having a seizure. I was completely out of control!

When it was over, I was embarrassed and apologized to my boyfriend for making a fool of myself. He told me I had climaxed and showed me the wet spot on his pants where he had ejaculated. Humping his thigh became a regular part of our dates. Even though we soon began to have intercourse, my only orgasms were by humping his thigh. Only after we were married did I learn to orgasm during intercourse and masturbation.

My husband has already described how we masturbated each other to avoid pregnancy after our 2nd child. What he didn't tell (and may not know until he reads this biography) is that during this time I began to experiment with masturbation alone. He was working and in graduate school, so I was often alone in the evening. I remember clearly the first time I actually masturbated to orgasm. My husband left after dinner to go to an evening class at the university. The kids went to sleep without a fuss, so I was left with 2 hours to kill. I began to think about having sex when he got home. Soon, I realized my vagina was wet and my clitoris was tingling. I slipped my hand inside my panties and began to rub my clitoris. (Believe it or not, this was the first time, age 22, that I had ever rubbed my clitoris. My husband got me off regularly this way, but I had never tried to do myself.) I was really turned on by the feel of my hard clitoris. I soon discovered that if I pulled it as though it were a tiny penis, the sensations were VERY intense. I pulled intently for several minutes, afraid (why, I don't know) to let go of my inhibitions and climax. Horny beyond belief but unable to orgasm, an idea popped into my head: I stripped to just my panties, spread a towel on the arm of the couch, straddled the arm, and humped my way to an incredibly intense orgasm.

Thus began a lifetime of self-pleasure. I soon developed many techniques for self-satisfaction, including the use of a vibrator when I need a quick orgasm. My husband and I continue to have satisfying sex on a regular basis, but we both "take matters into our own hands" when we need relief and the partner is unavailable or unwilling.