I love sex. Nothing beats a bloody good seeing-to from a partner who (literally) knows you inside and out, and knows exactly what buttons to press to guarantee I get as much pleasure as possible. Yet despite having a ready supply of cock on hand (not to mention in mouth, cunt or arse), that’s not to say I don’t still enjoy a bloody good wank.
I started wanking when I was 12. Of course, I didn’t call it wanking back then; I didn’t think girls could wank; wanking was something that boys did, or sometimes had done to them. I had several girlfriends who had mentioned that they had wanked their boyfriends off, and I knew boys who wanked, so to my inexperienced mind, wanking was something that required a penis.
I was wrong of course, but that is of no consequence. Ultimately I didn’t care about the terminology, all I cared about was how fucking amazing it felt. I almost couldn’t wait for bedtime to come around, just so I could I stuff my fingers up my cunt and bring myself off again and again; the need to keep the volume down so as not to betray my nocturnal fingerings, only intensifying the sensations.
My fingers were to be nightly playthings until I bought my first vibrator when I was 16; although, on account of the racket the made, they were still my go to orgasm provider unless I was sure I had the house to myself.
Of course, the other great discovery was the fact that I didn’t have to do it to myself, someone else could do it to me, and I could do it to them. That first time that “The Girl” brought my to orgasm with her fingers was a real eye-opener. No one, other than myself, had ever made me come before and after that first fingering from “The Girl” I made sure my boyfriend of the time got in on the act, and his fingers in to my cunt too.
Even after I’d discovered cock, and was getting fucked on a “regular” basis (I was a teenage girl still living at home remember) my fingers remained a constant source of satisfaction that I could depend upon when my boyfriend and I couldn’t find an appropriate degree of privacy. Nowadays, of course, I can have cock whenever I want; be it Master C‘s, or that of “The Other Guy” or even just some random guy (or guys) I’ve decided to favour. I also have an extensive array of toys, including my Doxy, but still my fingers are an important part of my self-pleasuring.
The thing with wanking is you can do it pretty much anywhere, whenever the mood takes you. I’ve wanked at work, I’ve wanked on public transport, I’ve wanked in pubs and in restaurants. But mostly I wank at home.
Sometimes if I’m in the mood, I’ll wank sitting on the sofa. I may watch some porn, I may not. I’ll just undo my jeans or hitch up my skirt, stick my fingers down my knickers and rub one out. It’s a great way to relieve the stresses of a tough day at work.
Sometimes I’ll bring myself off, snuggled up to Master C, strumming my clit as He whispers sexy nothings in my ear to urge me along. Occasionally I’ll stroke His cock, its hardness showing that my moans and sighs are turning Him on too. Wanking, after all, does not need to be a solitary activity.
If time permits, and I’m going for an extended session, then my bed is the place to be. I can arrange my favourite massage oils and creams, I can lay out my toys. I can take my time and really enjoy it. Massaging my creams and oils into my skin, using my fingers to get me started, using my toys to finish myself off, spending anything up to an hour to work myself to climax after delicious climax until my orgasm-wracked body can take no more.
Possibly my favourite wank location is in the bath. Relaxed, with a glass of wine; the water allows my hands to slide effortlessly over my body, whilst providing an almost weightless feeling. The warm water allows the blood to flow to where it’s needed. My cunt, already slick with my juices is so warm and inviting, and my nipples are oh, so sensitive. The wine and the hot water relaxes me and the increased sensitivity of my nipples and clit mean I come so easily.
So yes, while nothing beats a good fuck, a bloody good wank runs it a close second.