From 13 years old I learned to touch myself in the shower when the water from the faucet touched my penis head. Back then, I would shower with some neighborhood guy and we'd all be all guys and shower together after swimming. I was always an androgynous person during puberty, my attitude was naturally feminine and that always confused my friends. I always enjoyed that thrill of seeing them look at me when we showered and of course later on when I grew up and decided to accept being a trans girl, I loved confusing them with my femininity.
It's strange how I got stuck on the idea of masturbation. In adolescence, precisely in high school, I had inexplicable heat experiences with certain classmates who would study together. We'd always bring up sex and sometimes we'd end up touching each other but without kissing. The most uncomfortable part was the next day at school when we'd see each other and act like nothing had happened. Idiots. Nobody knew. Nobody suspected.
I grew up confusing and exciting heteros, and that thrill of seeing them touch themselves, seeing them get hard, is what gives me the most pleasure.
As I got physically bigger as a woman, my B side continued to be this fixation on masturbation. I found few but good friends who enjoyed cross-masturbation. Hetero guys, some I remember with much affection. In general, friendship and chat come first, but behind all that time we shared, it's implicit that we're going to jerk off or rub against each other, but not kiss. It's crazy, but it's exciting to touch ourselves. With some, slowly; with others frenetically. I like being their confidant and having them respond the same way as friends. I was always selective, demanding, and I'm happy to have had few but good hetero friends for jerking off. The best part of this type of friendship is respecting the code and Take care of yourself. My hetero friends experimented and made me experiment the best wanks of my life. Synchronized endings, lots of pre-seminal liquid, warmth, lip biting but leaving no traces so that each person can continue their life without any vestige of prohibited sex.
That's my secret. I've loved masturbation for a long time, but above all, I love capturing and confusing heteros who become addicted to having me as their best friend. And when I say best friend, it's true, because we talk about life, couples, and discharge in the best way: with sex wanks.
It's strange how I got stuck on the idea of masturbation. In adolescence, precisely in high school, I had inexplicable heat experiences with certain classmates who would study together. We'd always bring up sex and sometimes we'd end up touching each other but without kissing. The most uncomfortable part was the next day at school when we'd see each other and act like nothing had happened. Idiots. Nobody knew. Nobody suspected.
I grew up confusing and exciting heteros, and that thrill of seeing them touch themselves, seeing them get hard, is what gives me the most pleasure.
As I got physically bigger as a woman, my B side continued to be this fixation on masturbation. I found few but good friends who enjoyed cross-masturbation. Hetero guys, some I remember with much affection. In general, friendship and chat come first, but behind all that time we shared, it's implicit that we're going to jerk off or rub against each other, but not kiss. It's crazy, but it's exciting to touch ourselves. With some, slowly; with others frenetically. I like being their confidant and having them respond the same way as friends. I was always selective, demanding, and I'm happy to have had few but good hetero friends for jerking off. The best part of this type of friendship is respecting the code and Take care of yourself. My hetero friends experimented and made me experiment the best wanks of my life. Synchronized endings, lots of pre-seminal liquid, warmth, lip biting but leaving no traces so that each person can continue their life without any vestige of prohibited sex.
That's my secret. I've loved masturbation for a long time, but above all, I love capturing and confusing heteros who become addicted to having me as their best friend. And when I say best friend, it's true, because we talk about life, couples, and discharge in the best way: with sex wanks.
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