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 in long when not excited but when aroused it can be as great as 2 and a half in 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 slight pink rosebud gets really conceited and thrusts itself out past my clitoral hood, until the whole affair is sticking out nearly two inch from my consistency, just begging to be stroked. When I have an orgasm my clit actually comes out of its strong-armer and twitches involuntarily.

It is large for onanism, but was very embarrassing the first time I was with a man. My husband almost freaked out the first meter he saw it when we petted while dating. He said that at firstly he thought I had a minor phallus and called it my ‘ detestable organ of savage pleasure'and said that most men would find my clit ‘ obscene and vulgar ’. As I was technically a virgin when we married with very little experience with men I accepted his popular opinion as fact.

Now that I am older and wiser, I realise that it was to hide 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 frigidness water and being surprised that I couldn't see it. Where I expected his member and balls to be was a shadow puckered shriveled slice of skin. I remember feeling a little betray that he was so poorly endowed. As a nursemaid I specifically recalled looking after a full-bosomed one year-old Sudanese babe who literally had a longer member than my husband's shrivelled cock. I then realised why he never let me see or play with his humanity before we married but always took the initiative and went down on me with his fingers and knife and always with the lights dimmed or in the dark.

The maiden sentence I showed my ‘ obscene organ of brute joy'to somebody else was by accident, when my roomy Amy accidentally walked in on me masturbating. At the time, I shared a way with her in the nurse'quarters.

She apologized and immediately left the room, and later when she apologized again, she added that she could n't help noticing that I had a really big button. Did it feel any different, she wondered ? Was it more sore, and could I have a effective orgasm ? I had to admit I did n't know, because I had never had the opportunity to liken it to early girl 's clitoris, but it was extremely sensitive and regularly provided me with intense leg-shaking orgasm. 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 kickoff time, but when she offered to show me her clitoris, `` just to be fair, '' how could I resist ?

I did piss her go first, however, and watched as she pulled down her panty to reveal a neatly-trimmed bushy trilateral, a tight lilliputian puss and a clitoris tightly shrouded within her clitoral exhaust hood."Let me see if I can beleaguer it out ”, she said, and I watched in fascination as she licked her middle fingerbreadth and then began to lightly rub it up and down on her clitoris. After a minute or so, it shyly emerged and I was treated to the sight of my first base clit ( other than my own ). It was so small and delicate, and sort of came to a dot at the end, instead of being a big rounded knob like my own. By now I was wet and my clit was poking hard against my underwear, straining to escape.

I laid down on my bed and Amy reached over and slid my panties down and off. Once I was naked from the waist down she spread my legs undetermined wide and immediately saw my engorged harmonium sticking out between my pussycat lips. She said, `` Yes, you really do take quite a gravid button. ''

My two inch-clit was sticking straight up, red and swollen. I was very sexually naïve having been educated at an all girlfriend Catholic schoolhouse and initially was very spooky with mixed flavor about letting her touch 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 need to. She reached over and put her finger on it. Her first mollify tentative touch sent a wave of pleasure coursing through my physical structure like an electric impact. `` Oh yeah, '' she said, `` you 've got a existent spiritualist sweetie '' and I lay back and she continued to caress my clit in a gentle vexing mode until I almost came aright there but managed to keep myself. I closed my eye and groaned. She noticed. `` Does that feel right ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' I found myself saying, dropping my straits back a little. `` It 's so sensitive, delight do n't stop. '' Amy lay her oral sex on my shoulder and began stroking my tingling clit. offset 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 fingers. She began to run her glossa inside my ear, and I moaned loudly, I never had been so turned on. I turned her head and kissed her, sinking my knife inside her mouth. Our tongues danced, and she massaged my clit. I broke away from her to moan. 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 hand off my organ, got down on the floor, sitting between my ramification. She then leaned forward and took my smashed engorged harmonium of animal pleasance into her hot, wet mouth, and slowly began sucking it.

'' Ohhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I moaned, clutching her head tightly to my fork. `` voiceless ! ``

I began to involuntarily fuck her mouth, while she sucked harder and harder, and I finally I arched my rear and screamed, `` I 'm cumming ! Ohhhhhhhhh my Goohhhhd ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '' I nearly passed out with the loudness of my climax. I bucked wildly and flooded her grimace with my musky love succus, it was the easily orgasm I had ever had up to that clock time. When I was finally done riding my climactic waves, I pulled her up and began to osculate her lovingly, tasting my love life juices on her tongue.

Shortly after this episode, Amy transferred to another hospital. We never did it again and I will always remember my inaugural experience of oral sex and my only sexual meeting with another woman on that daft afternoon many years ago. Amy seemed very experienced and I think she must take in been a gay woman as she had expertly titillated my ‘ abhorrent organ of brutal delight'to unforgettable ecstasy .