Well, here 's my personal level ... ....

Ever since I can remember I 've had an unusually large button. My button is about 1 and a half inch long when not excited but when aroused it can be as big as 2 and a one-half column inch in length. It can actually rub against my underwear when walking around. I used to be very insecure about it. When I get really turned on, my little pink rosebud gets really conceited and thrusts itself out past my clitoric lens hood, until the whole thing is sticking out nearly two in from my body, just begging to be stroked. When I have an climax my button actually comes out of its hood and twitches involuntarily.

It is with child for masturbation, but was very embarrassing the beginning fourth dimension I was with a man. My husband almost freaked out the first time he saw it when we petted while dating. He said that at first he thought I had a small penis and called it my ‘ obscene reed organ of brute pleasure'and said that near men would happen my clit ‘ obscene and double-dyed ’. As I was technically a Virgo the Virgin when we married with very little experience with men I accepted his ruling as fact.

Now that I am senior and wiser, I realise that it was to veil his own insecurity about being poorly endowed. I remember on our honeymoon when I first caught a glimpse of his flaccid uncircumcised penis when he was changing out of his Speedo's after swimming in low temperature water and being surprised that I couldn't see it. Where I expected his penis and Lucille Ball to be was a iniquity puckered shrunken slice of skin. I remember feeling a niggling cheated that he was so poorly endowed. As a nurse I specifically recalled looking after a well-endowed one year-old Sudanese infant who literally had a longer penis than my husband's shrivelled cock. I then realised why he never let me see or make for with his manhood before we married but always took the opening and went down on me with his fingerbreadth and tongue and always with the lights dimmed or in the dark.

The first time I showed my ‘ lewd organ of fauna pleasure'to soul else was by accident, when my roommate Amy accidentally walked in on me masturbating. At the time, I shared a room with her in the nanny'one-quarter.

She apologized and immediately left the room, and later when she apologized again, she added that she could n't avail noticing that I had a really big clitoris. Did it feel any different, she wondered ? Was it more sensitive, and could I have a better orgasm ? I had to include I did n't know, because I had never had the opportunity to compare it to other young woman 's button, but it was extremely medium and regularly provided me with intense leg-shaking orgasms. My roommate 's curio was insatiable, and finally she asked me if she could see it again, just for a mo ? Well, I was a bit hesitant, being as it was my offset time, but when she offered to show me her clitoris, `` just to be average, '' how could I baulk ?

I did make her go first, however, and watched as she pulled down her panties to break a neatly-trimmed bushy triangle, a stringent little slit and a clit tightly shrouded within her clitoral hood."Let me see if I can tease it out ”, she said, and I watched in fascination as she licked her middle finger and then began to lightly rub it up and down on her clit. After a mo or so, it shyly issue and I was treated to the sight of my first clit ( former than my own ). It was so pocket-sized and frail, and variety of came to a full stop at the end, instead of being a boastfully polish up node like my own. By now I was wet and my clit was poking hard against my underwear, straining to fly the coop.

I laid down on my bed and Amy reached over and slid my panties down and off. Once I was naked from the waistline down she spread my ramification heart-to-heart encompassing and immediately saw my engorged pipe organ sticking out between my pussycat lips. She said, `` Yes, you really do accept quite a large clitoris. ''

My two inch-clit was sticking straight up, red and swollen. I was very sexually naïve having been educated at an all daughter Catholic school and initially was very neural with mixed look about letting her signature me that way. Part of me wanted desperately for Amy to touch it now that it was exposed, but as it turned out, I did n't call for to. She reached over and put her finger's breadth on it. Her first of all entitle provisionary touch sent a wave of pleasure coursing through my consistence like an electric electrical shock. `` Oh yeah, '' she said, `` you 've got a real sensible sweetie '' and I lay back and she continued to caress my clit in a mollify tease fashion until I almost came right there but managed to restrain myself. I closed my eye and groaned. She noticed. `` Does that experience dear ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' I found myself saying, dropping my head back a piffling. `` It 's so sensitive, please do n't discontinue. '' Amy lay her read/write head on my shoulder and began stroking my tingling button. First she gently caressed it with her fingertips, while I twitched and shuddered with aching anticipation. Finally she stopped her teasing, and stroked it between her finger's breadth. She began to run her natural language inside my ear, and I moaned loudly, I never had been so turned on. I turned her head and kissed her, sinking my clapper inside her mouth. Our natural language danced, and she massaged my clit. I broke away from her to groan. I was so close to orgasm I could taste it.

'' God I 'm gon na cum soon ohh ! ! ! '' I yelled. In response she took her hired man off my electronic organ, got down on the flooring, sitting between my legs. She then leaned forward and took my stiff engorged organ of wolf delight into her hot, wet mouth, and slowly began sucking it.

'' Ohhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I moaned, clutching her caput tightly to my crotch. `` surd ! ``

I began to involuntarily get laid her back talk, while she sucked harder and harder, and I finally I arched my back and screamed, `` I 'm cumming ! Ohhhhhhhhh my Goohhhhd ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '' I nearly passed out with the intensity of my climax. I bucked wildly and flooded her face with my musky erotic love juice, it was the ripe coming I had ever had up to that clip. When I was finally done riding my climactic undulation, I pulled her up and began to kiss her lovingly, tasting my love juice on her tongue.

Shortly after this episode, Amy transferred to another hospital. We never did it again and I will always remember my first experience of oral sex and my only sexual face-off with another cleaning lady on that balmy good afternoon many days ago. Amy seemed very experienced and I think she must make been a lesbian as she had expertly titillated my ‘ obscene electric organ of beastly pleasure'to unforgettable ecstasy .