My First Orgasm: At what age did you have your first orgasm?  An erotic short story accompanied by a brief survey

It is a known fact that sexual Intercourse alone does not lead to orgasm in many women. Around thirty percent of women reach orgasm from vaginal intercourse. The majority of women need clitoral stimulation, the pleasures of kissing and caressing to achieve climax.  Once certain women achieve their first orgasm it is not long before they can be orgasmically ready to buss a second, third or as many as they can be stimulated to climax over and over again. For most women however it is not an easy task to achieve even one orgasm, let alone a plethora of mind blowing, body bending, body twisting and body cringing pleasurable experiences in orgasmic ecstasy! Not allot of women know just how powerful and empowering it is to achieve such pleasurable greatness in womanhood, and the few lucky bitches that know how to harness that power do so with reckless abandonment. Lol I am quite certain that only a few men in this world myself included has ever had the pleasure of experiencing some of these lucky ladies first hand. One of the question I like to ask a woman once we become sexually involved is, at what age did you have your first orgasm? and secondly, how frequently have you been having them since? Believe me this is important because for the most part her answers will give you some insight on what kind of vessel of pleasure she is carrying around inside her.        
         
As for myself I love being asked this question because it allows me to let the other person know that I have been having orgasms for a very long time and I enjoy achieving them. I love the crazy pleasures I get leading up to the big spill. For me it is the culmination of foreplay, kissing, deep emotional, physical, and psychological attraction, touching, dirty talking, stamina competition and passion that makes my orgasms intensely orgasmic. With that being said, I had my first, second and third orgasms at age thirteen. That’s right one right after the next and the next, I remember them well. I was heading home leaving my junior high school with my girlfriend one Tuesday after school had let out. She and I would meet at my school a couple of times a week as she passed by on her way home from attending a private catholic institution about three blocks away from the school I attended.          
         
I met Tracy one day after school as I spotted a couple of boys harassing her from across the street. This cat was running up behind her lifting her pleaded skirt up in the air peeping her little big phatty. She ran into the gate of one the row houses threatening to ring the bell and ask the folks that lived there to call her older brother to come and beat their asses up. Tracy was thick and pretty with light freckles, looking like a lil sexy school girl in white frame gucci glasses, wearing her neatly pressed Catholic school girl uniform consisting of a blue crested blazer jacket, gray sweater, above the knee blue pleaded skirt, thigh high gray wool socks with blue and white bands at the top and a pair black patten leather flat shoes. Her hair braided in burgundy and black with triangle bamboo and stud earrings, a nose ring and gold fronts. Her heavy ass Jansport book bag dragging on the concrete in one hand and swinging at the dudes with the other. I ran up on the cats with my crew and brandished the matted black two fifth I carry from time to time. They looked frightened as fuck upon seeing the tool. everybody just stood there frozen like stiff corpses. Then one of the kids who knew us was like ”Yo twin we don’t want any problems.” I was like you don’t want any problems then why y’all fucking with my shorty. ”We’re sorry we did not know she was your girl.” Don’t tell me your sorry, say sorry to her, I shouted.        
       
To make a long story short the dudes apologized to Tracy. After thanking me for saving her sweet Nubian skin I introduced myself and my boys then we all went to our favorite after school joint ”On Golden Pond” this fish and chips place about a block away from the school. The outside the building was uninteresting and didn't look like much. The entrance was made of glass with a pull down iron gate and had the name of the restaurant written in Graffiti on a white board at the top. But this was our spot thought. The owner Mr. Hyu would let us bring our boom boxes as long as we did not play it loudly. We would usually sit and eat, do home work, draw in our sketch pads and practice our break dancing on the linoleum floor. The booths were made of wood, no cushiony padded benches. We use to sit on our book bags because our asses would hurt from sitting on the hard wooden benches. There were a few comic book rack stands filled with Marvel and Dc comics. Some of the titles included were "The Uncanny X-Men", "The Legion Of Super Heroes", "The Incredible Hulk", "The Defenders", "The Avengers", "Superman", "The Justice League", "wonder Woman", "The New Gods", "Alpha Flights", and a few others. There was also a soda machine and a small television that rested on a wall fixture that showed cartoons. Graffiti art adorned what use to be white walls making the restaurant look dope as hell. The aroma of the joint smelt like a mixture of oil, hot sauce, fried fish, chips, kandy, ketchup, tartar sauce and some kind of Chinese incense. Whatever it was it smelt pretty damn good. Mr. Hyu was a cool dude he let a graffiti artist do the artwork and he genuinely liked our culture.          
         
We kicked it for a couple of hours just talking and eating. The fish and chips are served in a white paper tray with a red diamond pattern on the outside. The scent always made our stomachs growl with exciting. The food was hot and often times we would burn our mouths as we ate too fast and had to wash it down with ice tea. Costing only one dollar the ice teas were huge and came in a plastic jar with a lid. The tea was strong, very sweet and tasted way better than the ones served at Mickie D's. ”damn you must really like that watered down ketchup, it's looks dark orange instead of dark red.” I laughed, what do you mean. ”well I can only see ketchup, I can’t even see your food underneath.” Yeah I like ketchup, and hot sauce too. And don’t be dipping your salty ass fries in my watered down ketchup either. Lol, ”well damn.” We finished our meals, my boys took off but before we left the spot I bought Tracy some Swedish fishes, Boston Baked Beans, lemon heads, jelly beans, jaw breakers, red hots, hot tamales fierce cinnamon, now and laters, sour then sweet sour patch candy, a pack of Andy Capps Hot Fries, Funyuns and a whole bunch of jolly ranchers. All for about six dollars with some freebies included. Mr. Hyu placed them in a brown paper bag and I put them inside her bag pack. I walked her home and assured her she would not have any more issues. From that moment on she took set pon me.          
         
We stopped off for some fish and chips at Mr. Hyu’s place. ”How come you always have money, is your family rich?” Rich! hell no, I be working a few hours in the early evening about three to four days a week with my twin brother. I explained to her that I worked delivering groceries for this Jewish man who owned a small produce store around the corner from my crib. I worked on tips only because I was a minor and he could not employ me for obvious reasons such as child labor laws. However he knew I would not go away when I suggested I would deliver produce to his patrons homes if they tipped me good. I let my twin delivered groceries once I made about sixty dollars in a week. He was such a cool man. Anyhow I had money and she liked that. I paid for our food, we sat, ate and copped our usual sweet tooth fetishes then I walked her home. She invited me in for a few minutes. Her mom was scheduled to be home in a few hours and her older brother was in his room with some friends playing Atari.        
       
We went to her room sat on her bed and immediately she began kissing me. Our tongues were dancing, bodies grinding and fingers petting to a quiet storm slow jam cassette tape. Things started getting kind of interesting and Tracy was kinda worked up. She was feeling it and so was I, yet she was scared. I was nervous and clueless in matters of this kind of activity with a female. Abruptly she spoke ”I had sex before the start of last summer for the first time with a seventeen year old boy from Albany Projects and my mom found out. She was mad as hell and now she be checking me down there every day when she comes home from work to make sure I’m not having sex again.”  Fucking Jehovahs Witnesses I thought to myself. But at least ma duke’s cool enough to let her get piercings and gold fronts, so I guess I take back what I said.          
         
Ok, what do you want to do I asked. ”I can teach you what to do to me that way she won’t know anything happened.” Ok, show me. Tracy took off her shoes and her pink panties, gabbed a few pillows and place them underneath her back. She took my hands and asked me to make a fist, then she held my hand turning it to where my thumb and index finger clenched tightly. She started to lick in the space in between them, kissing and sucking around and on top the thumb and the side of my finger. ”Do it just like that until I ask you to lick on my clit and don’t stop licking until you hear me scream.” Won’t your brother hear us. ”nah I’mma use your hand to cover my mouth to muffle the sound, ok. Remember don’t stop licking until I cum.” I knelt down on the floor between her thick short legs as she pulled up her skirt. I’ve never done this before. ”Don’t be scared, do it like I showed you and I will make you feel good too after.” Ok, sluuuurrp, I began as she had instructed me laying my tongue flat licking from top to bottom never lifting my tongue off the middle. ”hmmm, ummm, ahhhhh, damn Neil that feels good. Suck on my lips, pull them gently with your lips. Don’t stop baby, aaaah shiiiit.” Like that. ”yeah just like that.” She was feeling good, How I know, well she began to take off her sweater then pulled her big titties out from inside her bra, licking and sucking on her nipples while moaning sweetly. ”I’m soooo wet, how do I taste baby?” Hmmmm guuuud. ”Do I taste sweet, talk dirty to me.” What do you want me to say. ”I dunno, tell me what I taste like.” You taste delicious like my favorite candy Tracy. Smiling she lifted her head staring me in my eyes, ”what your favorite candy bae?” You. I mean Strawberry and Pineapple Now and Laters. Her smile got bigger. ”Lick my clit, lick my clit, lick my clit, oooh fuck, put your finger inside me too.” Like that. ”Oh yes daddy just like that. Faster, faster, oooh shit! I’m about to cum.” Her waist began to gyrate with the ferocity of a carnival queen on labor day whining to the soca song ”Like Ah Boss” by Machel Montano. She was grinding so hard on my mouth I was getting frightened thinking she might bust my lip or something. Suddenly she grabbed by other hand and placed it over her mouth then wrapped her hands behind my head holding me captive. I could see the veins in her neck popping as she went from a light brown skin complexion to reddish brown. Her body jolting then stretching her legs straight out holding my head in a vice grip. Her eyes opening wide as she exhaled a fury of loud screams silenced by her hand layered over my hand covering her mouth. Feeling the increasing intensity she reaches around pulling a pillow and placing it over her mouth with both hands. I felt a thick warm liquid flooding my bottom lip and chin, not once but four consecutive times. Tracy screamed into the pillow twisting and curling her body as she pushes my head from between her drenched inner thighs. How did I do? ”Way better than the boy I had sex with. I should have waited to have sex with you.”          
         
What about me? ”give me a minute to catch my breath and recuperate.” About three minutes went by. ”Ok I’ll be right back.” Wait, where are you going? ”I’ll be right back I’m just going to the bathroom.” A few minutes later she returned with a bottle of massage lotion. ”pull your pants down.” I did as she wished and sat on the edge of the bed. Tracy poured some lotion in her hands rubbing them together then held my cock like she was the master of it. ”Oh my that’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen, now I’m really regretting losing my virginity to someone other than you.” well you should have known better, you skeeze. Haha she laughed out loudly then swizzled my penis between her palms, pulling and tugging until I became fully erect. Her voiced shrieked with excitement looking at the extended directors cut in widescreen instead of the regular version. She grabbed my neck kissing me and gently began stroking. I was feeling real good, her hands thought small had fingers that were long and slender making her grip feel soft and rigid. I was seriously waiting for her to put her mouth on me but she didn’t and I started getting angry. But suddenly she lifted her elbow high knelt upright and started stroking fast, her hand moving up and down just below the the base of my head. I fell back on the bed and my tummy began to quiver. My lower spine become warm and my breathing erratic. In a matter of seconds I could feel everything inside of me rushing through and out my penis as she lifted her sweater rubbing me all over her pear shaped tits. ”Aye, that’s allot of cum, it’s so thick , creamy, warm and smells sweet.” Pineapples baby I whispered then called her name (Tracy), ”yes babe.” That is the first time I’ve ever seen sperm, I’ve masturbated before but my orgasms were usually dry at first then after a while a clear liquid came out but never sperm. ”I’m so happy and excited for you, would you like me to make you cum again?” Heck yeah. Tracy repeated her gifted hand skills not once but twice. Her hands encased in semen gloves, her bedsheets soaked. She went into the bathroom and brought a small bucket filled with warm water and a few wash cloths to clean ourselves up with. She took the bed sheet, threw it in a trash bag and took it out to the trash can.        
       
After a few minutes of vibing she asked me to help her with her math homework. I had to keep on reminding her that she is a freshman in a Catholic High School and I was near the end of my Junior high school career. You should be the one helping me with my homework. ”Yeah I know but your such a smarty pants, you really know how to make me look at the equations in a more simpler fashion to where it seems super easy for me to understand and solve them with ease.” Yeah I know just call me Albert Einstein. There was a knock on the door. She opened it then a voice said ”hey Neil do you want to come to my room and hang out with us, we’re playing Ms. Pacman, and I’ve also got Space Invaders, Pacman Mario Bros., joust, centipede, Yars’ Revenge and Track and Field. Tracy’ mom’s about to be home any minute now and you know how she feels already.” ”Yeah I know.” Thanks Keith but I was about to head home. I existed the house all smiles thinking this is good. That night I masturbated again and again and again. I had discovered what real orgasms look and felt like and I became addicted to cumin from that day on.        
         
Enough about me what about you, at what age did you guys achieve your first orgasms? Here are some answers from a short survey I conducted with a few family members and close friends. Ladies first. lol        
         
I was fourteen when I discovered masturbation. I woke up from taking a nap and had a pillow between my thighs. I was wearing a tank top and nylon panties. I still remember how surprised I was at the feeling I felt as I was grinding on the pillow, it was so intense I couldn’t stop and still can’t stop lol.        
         
uuum, I think I was almost fourteen years old. Sounds better than saying thirteen that way you don’t think I was a loose teenager, Lol. I walked in on my older sister masturbating. She had forgotten to lock her room door and I heard some strange sounds coming from inside. I got curious and peeped inside, there she was with her fingers touching between her legs. I doubt she even saw me looking like she was strung out on drugs.        
         
I was about nine years old. My first orgasm was so intense I thought I was having a heart attack. Once I got use handling the intensity of my orgasms I started giving them to myself on the regular, sometimes multiple times every day.          
         
I discovered masturbation from one of my cousins. I use to spend the weekend at her house on occasion, then one day I heard her screaming ”I’m cumin”. I asked what does it mean to cum, after all she was thirteen and I was eleven. She explained as best as she could. I went home and began touching my clitoris, it took me a while to get the rhythm right but once I got it, it was a breeze to make myself cum. One day my mom caught me and spanked me with a belt on my hands while yelling “Don’t play with the devil’s door knob.” I’ve been turning it in a circular motion sometimes three times a day with a fury making myself cum and the devil never appears. Lol        
         
I started having orgasms when I was nine years of age and they were very powerful ones. The kinds where my legs couldn’t stop shaking even after the orgasm had subsided. I learned how to move my pelvis and butt in order give myself different intensities of orgasms on a regular basis, I was so addicted to the feeling I use to get hall passes to the bathroom at school just to masturbate in the stalls. Lol        
         
Well, I don’t understand women that have so much trouble cumin. Even if someone else can’t give you an orgasm, you can always give yourself one. With me it has always been easy, I just rub my clit and insert a finger or two inside my vagina and ta dah I cum. I was seventeen when I first started. I guess everyone’s made differently. I’m sure glad I’m not one of those can’t nut bitches. Lol        
         
I started making myself cum around age five. The orgasms were intense and sweet. Once I started, I did not want to stop. I mean why should I? Cumin feels way too fucking good to not have an orgasm or two or however many you fucking want. I’m glad I started at such a young age. It taught me a lot about my body and the different ways to give myself pleasure and I enjoy every minute of it. I also learned not to be ashamed of my body and sexual desires. Clitoral stimulation is the only kind of orgasm I can have at the moment, still trying to figure out how to have one internally.          
         
I was fourteen years old when I had my first orgasm from masturbation, then at age fifteen my best friend seventeen year old brother offered to eat my pussy. I said yes. Shiiiid! I was not going to say no to my first cunnilingus experience and I did not have to give up the coochie either, that was a no brainer. lol, I came so much and so hard it made me catch ass cramps. I absolutely loved the feeling of having my pussy eaten. He ate my pussy for a whole year, then a week after my sixteenth birthday I gave him my virginity and had my first vaginal orgasm. My best friend never knew anything until our college years. He had a girlfriend at the time, but our arrangement worked out for our mutual benefit, well mine mostly.          
         
I am nineteen years old and have yet to experience a damn orgasm. I feel inadequate and unfulfilled, like there is something wrong with me. I want to have many, me and my partner even got toys and vibrators and all sorts of shit but so far nothing seems to work. Fuck, I don’t want to be a disgruntled bitch all my life, I need to fucking cum.        
         
Men Second, haha!        
         
Before the onset of puberty I would masturbate but I was only shooting blanks. One morning I woke up from a wet dream hard and horny so I decided to take matters into my own hands and in a few minutes I was unloading into my hand a fuck load load of cum. The feeling was nothing short of spectacular. I was about fourteen years old.        
         
I was about eleven and my friend was about twelve years old. We would compare our penis sizes and talk about which girls we would like to make our girlfriends that way we could have sex with them. We started masturbating in the woods behind our school and had dry orgasms for about two year prior to my body producing actual sperm around age thirteen.        
         
I had a great many dry orgasms around the ages of ten and eleven years of age. Then a months before my twelfth birthday, I finally ejaculated. It was allot, it made my knees weak and I almost fell. I never stand up when I masturbate or have sex. I remember that day like it was yesterday, orgasming made me feel very confident.        
         
I was twelve years of age when I had my very first sperm gushing out orgasm. My parents had warned me to never play with my penis. I asked them why and all they said was ”just don’t do it.” this made me think about it allot. Eventually I began touching it and quite frequently. Been touching it ever since.        
         
One night my next door neighbor came over to watch a scary movie. We were the same age around fourteen. After the movie we snuck away to the back of my house. We started kissing then she inserted her hands down my pajamas and started jerking me off. I came so hard I almost got us caught. Sadly I could not reciprocate the favor. lol
 
I began masturbating after I found an old Playboy magazine on the pavement a block away from my house. I took the magazine home and started looking through it. I went into the bathroom and started stroking my cock. As I stroked faster and tighter it started feeling really really great, suddenly I erupted, something clear came out from my penis followed by this white stuff which made me fall off the toilet seat. Lol, I was thirteen and been doing it ever since.