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

Ever since I can remember I 've had an unusually large clitoris. My clit is about 1 and a one-half inch long when not excited but when aroused it can be as tumid as 2 and a half inch in length. It can actually rub against my underwear when walking around. I used to be very unsafe about it. When I get really turned on, my trivial rap rosebud gets really swollen and thrusts itself out past my clitoral hood, until the whole matter is sticking out nearly two inches from my consistency, just begging to be stroked. When I have an orgasm my clit actually comes out of its hood and twitch involuntarily.

It is with child for masturbation, but was very embarrassing the first time I was with a man. My husband almost freaked out the first prison term he saw it when we petted while dating. He said that at beginning he thought I had a small penis and called it my ‘ obscene organ of brute joy'and said that most men would feel my clitoris ‘ obscene and perfect ’. As I was technically a virgin when we married with very fiddling experience with men I accepted his thought as fact.

Now that I am older and wiser, I realise that it was to cover his own insecurity about being unwell endowed. I remember on our honeymoon when I first caught a glimpse of his flaccid uncircumcised phallus when he was changing out of his Speedo's after swimming in cold water and being surprised that I couldn't see it. Where I expected his penis and balls to be was a nighttime puckered reduce opus of skin. I remember feeling a little cheated that he was so poorly endowed. As a nanny I specifically recalled looking after a well-endowed one year-old Sudanese infant who literally had a longer phallus than my married man's shrivelled cock. I then realised why he never let me see or play with his humanness before we married but always took the initiative and went down on me with his fingers and tongue and always with the igniter dimmed or in the dark.

The first metre I showed my ‘ obscene organ of brute pleasure'to somebody else was by fortuity, when my roomy Amy accidentally walked in on me masturbating. At the time, I shared a elbow room with her in the nanny'one-fourth.

She apologized and immediately left the room, and later when she apologized again, she added that she could n't facilitate noticing that I had a really big button. Did it feel any different, she wondered ? Was it more sensitive, and could I have a best orgasm ? I had to admit I did n't get laid, because I had never had the opportunity to equate it to early girl 's button, but it was extremely sensitive and regularly provided me with intense leg-shaking orgasms. My roommate 's curiosity was insatiable, and finally she asked me if she could see it again, just for a minute ? Well, I was a bit hesitant, being as it was my outset time, but when she offered to show me her clitoris, `` just to be fair, '' how could I baulk ?

I did throw her go first, however, and watched as she pulled down her panties to reveal a neatly-trimmed bushy trilateral, a compressed little slit and a button tightly shrouded within her clitoral toughie."Let me see if I can tease apart it out ”, she said, and I watched in captivation as she licked her midway finger and then began to lightly rub it up and down on her clit. After a bit or so, it shyly issue and I was treated to the sight of my offset clitoris ( other than my own ). It was so little and frail, and sort of came to a decimal point at the end, instead of being a declamatory attack knob like my own. By now I was wet and my clit was poking hard against my underclothes, straining to run away.

I laid down on my bed and Amy reached over and slid my scanty down and off. Once I was naked from the waist down she spread my peg open all-embracing and immediately saw my gourmandize organ sticking out between my pussy lips. She said, `` Yes, you really do sustain 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 young woman Catholic school day and initially was very spooky with mixed notion about letting her touch me that way. piece of me wanted desperately for Amy to touch it now that it was exposed, but as it turned out, I did n't need to. She reached over and put her finger on it. Her first base lenify tentative touch sent a wave of delight coursing through my torso like an galvanizing impact. `` Oh yeah, '' she said, `` you 've got a actual sensible truelove '' and I lay back and she continued to caress my clit in a gentle teasing fashion until I almost came right there but managed to restrain myself. I closed my eye and groaned. She noticed. `` Does that feel secure ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' I found myself saying, dropping my head back a trivial. `` It 's so medium, please do n't hold back. '' Amy lay her 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 ribbing, and stroked it between her fingers. She began to run her lingua inside my ear, and I moaned loudly, I never had been so turned on. I turned her point and kissed her, sinking my lingua inside her mouth. Our spit danced, and she massaged my clitoris. I broke away from her to groan. I was so close to orgasm I could try it.

'' God I 'm gon na cum soon ohh ! ! ! '' I yelled. In reception she took her bridge player off my electric organ, got down on the floor, sitting between my legs. She then leaned forward and took my stiff engorged harmonium of wildcat joy into her hot, wet backtalk, and slowly began sucking it.

'' Ohhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I moaned, clutching her point tightly to my crotch. `` intemperate ! ``

I began to involuntarily bang her oral cavity, while she sucked harder and harder, and I finally I arched my rachis and screamed, `` I 'm cumming ! Ohhhhhhhhh my Goohhhhd ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '' I nearly passed out with the intensity of my orgasm. I bucked wildly and flooded her typeface with my musky love juices, it was the best orgasm I had ever had up to that fourth dimension. When I was finally done riding my climactic waves, I pulled her up and began to kiss her lovingly, tasting my love succus on her tongue.

Shortly after this episode, Amy transferred to another hospital. We never did it again and I will always remember my kickoff experience of unwritten sex and my only sexual encounter with another woman on that balmy afternoon many years ago. Amy seemed very experienced and I think she must have been a sapphic as she had expertly titillated my ‘ obscene organ of brute pleasure'to unforgettable rapture .