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

Ever since I can recall I 've had an unusually vauntingly clitoris. My clit is about 1 and a half inch long when not excited but when aroused it can be as large as 2 and a half 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 swollen and thrusts itself out past my clitoral hoodlum, until the all affair is sticking out nearly two inches from my body, just begging to be stroked. When I have an orgasm my clitoris actually comes out of its hood and twitching involuntarily.

It is great for masturbation, but was very embarrassing the firstly prison term 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 small phallus and called it my ‘ obscene organ of brute pleasance'and said that to the highest degree men would recover my clit ‘ obscene and gross ’. As I was technically a virgin when we married with very piffling experience with men I accepted his opinion as fact.

Now that I am previous 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 piss and being surprised that I couldn't see it. Where I expected his penis and orchis to be was a dark puckered shriveled man of pelt. I remember feeling a trivial betray that he was so under the weather endowed. As a nanny 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 toy with his manhood before we married but always took the initiative and went down on me with his digit and tongue and always with the Light Within dimmed or in the dark.

The first clip I showed my ‘ obscene harmonium of fauna pleasure'to somebody else was by stroke, when my roommate Amy accidentally walked in on me masturbating. At the time, I shared a way with her in the nurses'one-quarter.

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 experience any different, she wondered ? Was it more tender, and could I have a better orgasm ? I had to admit I did n't know, because I had never had the chance to compare it to early girl 's clitoris, but it was extremely sensitive and regularly provided me with acute leg-shaking orgasms. My roomie '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 number 1 time, but when she offered to establish me her button, `` just to be reasonable, '' how could I resist ?

I did wee her go first, however, and watched as she pulled down her step-in to reveal a neatly-trimmed bushy triangle, a tight minuscule scratch and a clitoris tightly shrouded within her clitoral hood."Let me see if I can tease it out ”, she said, and I watched in enchantment as she licked her middle finger and then began to lightly rub it up and down on her clit. After a hour or so, it shyly come out and I was treated to the sight of my starting time clit ( other than my own ). It was so small and delicate, and sort of came to a point at the end, instead of being a magnanimous assault knob like my own. By now I was wet and my clit was poking hard against my underwear, straining to turn tail.

I laid down on my bed and Amy reached over and slither my panties down and off. Once I was naked from the waist down she spread my pegleg open up wide and immediately saw my engorged organ sticking out between my pussy backtalk. She said, `` Yes, you really do own quite a great clitoris. ''

My two inch-clit was sticking straight up, red and intumesce. I was very sexually naïve having been educated at an all little girl Catholic school and initially was very nervous with immix feelings about letting her contact me that way. region of me wanted desperately for Amy to touch it now that it was exposed, but as it turned out, I did n't postulate to. She reached over and put her fingers on it. Her number one gentle tentative touch sent a wave of pleasure coursing through my soundbox like an galvanizing shock. `` Oh yeah, '' she said, `` you 've got a real sensitive sweetie '' and I lay back and she continued to fondle my clit in a gruntle card manner until I almost came compensate there but managed to keep myself. I closed my eye and groaned. She noticed. `` Does that feel in force ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' I found myself saying, dropping my head back a niggling. `` It 's so sensitive, please do n't stop. '' Amy lay her nous on my articulatio humeri and began stroking my tingling clit. First she gently caressed it with her fingertips, while I twitched and shuddered with aching expectation. 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 glossa inside her mouth. Our tongues danced, and she massaged my clit. I broke away from her to moan. I was so last to orgasm I could savour it.

'' God I 'm gon na cum soon ohh ! ! ! '' I yelled. In response she took her deal off my organ, got down on the floor, sitting between my legs. She then leaned forward and took my stiff engorged organ of creature pleasure into her hot, wet sass, and slowly began sucking it.

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

I began to involuntarily fuck her mouthpiece, 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 orgasm. I bucked wildly and flooded her face with my musky love juice, it was the best orgasm I had ever had up to that time. When I was finally done riding my climactic undulation, I pulled her up and began to buss her lovingly, tasting my passion 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 unwritten sex and my lone sexual encounter with another woman on that balmy afternoon many years ago. Amy seemed very experienced and I think she must have been a tribade as she had expertly titillated my ‘ raunchy organ of brute pleasure'to unforgettable ecstasy .