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

Ever since I can think I 've had an unusually large clitoris. My button is about 1 and a half inches long when not excited but when aroused it can be as declamatory 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 short pink rosebud gets really swollen and thrusts itself out past my clitoral thug, until the whole affair is sticking out nearly two inch from my organic structure, just begging to be stroked. When I have an orgasm my clit actually comes out of its hood and twitch involuntarily.

It is smashing for masturbation, but was very embarrassing the first time I was with a man. My married man almost freaked out the first clock time he saw it when we petted while dating. He said that at first he thought I had a low penis and called it my ‘ obscene reed organ of brute pleasure'and said that most men would find my clit ‘ obscene and gross ’. As I was technically a virgin when we married with very little experience with men I accepted his legal opinion as fact.

Now that I am sr. and wiser, I realise that it was to blot out his own insecurity about being poorly 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 urine and being surprised that I couldn't see it. Where I expected his penis and balls to be was a dark puckered shriveled spell of tegument. I remember feeling a little chicane that he was so poorly endowed. As a nursemaid I specifically recalled looking after a well-endowed one year-old Sudanese infant who literally had a longer penis than my husband's shrivelled pecker. 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 tongue and always with the visible light dimmed or in the dark.

The first fourth dimension I showed my ‘ repulsive pipe organ of brute delight'to somebody else was by stroke, when my roomy Amy accidentally walked in on me masturbating. At the metre, I shared a room with her in the nurses'quarters.

She apologized and immediately left the way, and later when she apologized again, she added that she could n't help noticing that I had a really big clit. Did it experience any dissimilar, she wondered ? Was it more sensitive, and could I have a safe orgasm ? I had to allow I did n't jazz, because I had never had the opportunity to equate it to early young woman 's clits, but it was extremely medium and regularly provided me with vivid leg-shaking orgasms. My roomie 's rarity was insatiable, and finally she asked me if she could see it again, just for a minute ? Well, I was a bit hesitating, being as it was my low gear clip, but when she offered to show me her clit, `` just to be reasonable, '' how could I resist ?

I did make her go first, however, and watched as she pulled down her panties to reveal a neatly-trimmed bushy triangle, a tight little prick and a clit tightly shrouded within her clitoral lens hood."Let me see if I can tease it out ”, she said, and I watched in enthrallment as she licked her middle finger and then began to lightly rub it up and down on her button. After a arcminute or so, it shyly emerged and I was treated to the vision of my first clit ( other than my own ). It was so small-scale and frail, and sort of came to a head at the end, instead of being a large labialize 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 panty down and off. Once I was naked from the waistline down she spread my pegleg open panoptic and immediately saw my overeat Hammond organ sticking out between my pussy sassing. She said, `` Yes, you really do have quite a vauntingly clitoris. ''

My two inch-clit was sticking straight up, red and swollen. I was very sexually naïve having been educated at an all lady friend Catholic school and initially was very spooky with sundry feelings 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 fingers on it. Her initiatory placate tentative touch sent a undulation of pleasure coursing through my consistence like an galvanizing shock. `` Oh yeah, '' she said, `` you 've got a real spiritualist steady '' and I lay back and she continued to fondle my clit in a gentle teasing style until I almost came right there but managed to restrain myself. I closed my eye and groaned. She noticed. `` Does that feel good ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' I found myself saying, dropping my heading back a little. `` It 's so sensitive, delight do n't stop. '' Amy lay her head on my shoulder and began stroking my tingling clit. starting time 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 tongue 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 glossa danced, and she massaged my clit. I broke away from her to moan. I was so penny-pinching to orgasm I could smack it.

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

'' Ohhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I moaned, clutching her pass tightly to my crotch. `` Harder ! ``

I began to involuntarily be intimate her mouth, while she sucked harder and harder, and I finally I arched my binding and screamed, `` I 'm cumming ! Ohhhhhhhhh my Goohhhhd ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '' I nearly passed out with the intensity of my orgasm. I bucked wildly and flooded her face with my musky love juice, it was the in effect orgasm I had ever had up to that metre. When I was finally done riding my climactic wafture, I pulled her up and began to kiss her lovingly, tasting my making love succus on her tongue.

Shortly after this installment, Amy transferred to another hospital. We never did it again and I will always commend my first experience of unwritten sex and my just intimate face-off with another adult female on that balmy afternoon many twelvemonth ago. Amy seemed very get and I think she must have been a lesbian as she had expertly titillated my ‘ detestable organ of fauna pleasure'to unforgettable X .