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

Ever since I can remember I 've had an unusually boastfully clitoris. My clit is about 1 and a half inches long when not excited but when aroused it can be as large as 2 and a half in in duration. 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 picayune pink rosebud gets really vain and thrusts itself out past my clitoric hood, until the unscathed thing is sticking out nearly two in from my body, just begging to be stroked. When I have an orgasm my clit actually comes out of its hood and twitching involuntarily.

It is smashing for masturbation, but was very embarrassing the first meter 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 showtime he thought I had a lowly penis and called it my ‘ obscene Hammond organ of brute pleasure'and said that near men would obtain my clit ‘ obscene and gross ’. As I was technically a virgin when we married with very footling experience with men I accepted his opinion as fact.

Now that I am old 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 cold water system and being surprised that I couldn't see it. Where I expected his penis and balls to be was a iniquity puckered reduce piece of hide. I remember feeling a little chouse that he was so seedy endowed. As a nanny I specifically recalled looking after a sonsy one year-old Sudanese baby who literally had a longer phallus than my husband's shrivelled pecker. I then realised why he never let me see or run with his manhood 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 low prison term I showed my ‘ raunchy harmonium of brute pleasure'to individual else was by accident, when my roommate Amy accidentally walked in on me masturbating. At the time, I shared a elbow room 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 avail noticing that I had a really big clit. Did it find any different, she wondered ? Was it more tender, and could I have a break orgasm ? I had to include I did n't know, because I had never had the chance to liken it to other girl 's clit, but it was extremely sensitive and regularly provided me with acute leg-shaking orgasms. My roommate 's peculiarity was unsatiable, 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 clit, `` just to be fair, '' how could I hold out ?

I did make up her go first, however, and watched as she pulled down her panties to give away a neatly-trimmed bushy triangle, a tight little prick and a clit tightly shrouded within her clitoral hood."Let me see if I can tease it out ”, she said, and I watched in enthrallment as she licked her middle finger's breadth and then began to lightly rub it up and down on her clit. After a minute or so, it shyly emerged and I was treated to the quite a little of my first clit ( early than my own ). It was so diminished and touchy, and sort of came to a gunpoint at the end, instead of being a large rounded knob like my own. By now I was wet and my clit was poking hard against my underclothing, straining to run away.

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 wooden leg open wide and immediately saw my engorged organ sticking out between my twat lips. She said, `` Yes, you really do have quite a orotund clitoris. ''

My two inch-clit was sticking straight up, red and swollen. I was very sexually naïve having been educated at an all girl Catholic schooling and initially was very queasy with fuse feelings about letting her tactual sensation me that way. Part of me wanted desperately for Amy to reach it now that it was exposed, but as it turned out, I did n't demand to. She reached over and put her fingerbreadth on it. Her first off patrician provisionary touch sent a waving of pleasure coursing through my trunk like an electrical shock. `` Oh yeah, '' she said, `` you 've got a substantial sensitive sweetie '' and I lay back and she continued to fondle my clit in a soft teasing mode until I almost came right there but managed to confine myself. I closed my eye and groaned. She noticed. `` Does that finger soundly ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' I found myself saying, dropping my principal back a niggling. `` It 's so sore, delight do n't end. '' Amy lay her head on my berm and began stroking my tingling clit. First she gently caressed it with her fingertips, while I twitched and shuddered with aching prevision. Finally she stopped her tantalization, and stroked it between her fingers. She began to run her knife inside my ear, and I moaned loudly, I never had been so turned on. I turned her pass and kissed her, sinking my natural language inside her mouth. Our tongues danced, and she massaged my button. 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 harmonium, got down on the flooring, sitting between my legs. She then leaned forward and took my stiff engorged Hammond organ of brute pleasure into her hot, wet mouthpiece, and slowly began sucking it.

'' Ohhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I moaned, clutching her read/write head tightly to my crotch. `` Harder ! ``

I began to involuntarily fuck her rima oris, while she sucked harder and harder, and I finally I arched my dorsum and screamed, `` I 'm cumming ! Ohhhhhhhhh my Goohhhhd ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '' I nearly passed out with the loudness of my orgasm. I bucked wildly and flooded her aspect with my musky erotic love juice, it was the best orgasm I had ever had up to that meter. When I was finally done riding my climactic wave, I pulled her up and began to kiss her lovingly, tasting my love juice on her tongue.

Shortly after this sequence, Amy transferred to another infirmary. We never did it again and I will always remember my start experience of oral examination sex and my only sexual encounter with another woman on that haywire afternoon many years ago. Amy seemed very experience and I think she must have been a Lesbian as she had expertly titillated my ‘ obscene electronic organ of animate being pleasure'to unforgettable ecstasy .