I had my first orgasm when I was very young while playing "horsey" on the arm of the couch. The feeling was so heavenly I started doing it every chance I got. I must have humped every single chair in the house by the time I started puberty.

Now I'm married with a set of teenagers of my own. I have one boy and a one girl. For some reason, I still have the same hunger for sex and masturbation as I ever had. I heard that people generally experience a decrease in their sex drive as they get older. I don't believe it, at least not for me! I think a lot of middle aged and older adults just don't like to admit they still have a big sexual appetite. I guess it seems more mature if you appear to have all your sexual urges under control. Nevertheless, I feel like I can admit to myself and in my writing that I am still as horny as ever inside.

When I'm at home alone, I wear a house-coat with nothing on underneath. I do this so I can masturbate without worrying about someone coming in and finding me naked. I've had some close calls; like when my son came home early from school one day while I was having orgasms with my vibrator and a porn magazine on the couch! I slid the magazine and the vibrator under the couch real quick when I heard the door opening and sat up in my house-coat. I know I was shaking from the close call, and my face must have been very flushed! I don't think he could tell exactly what was going on, but I'm still not sure if he knew I was hiding something.

I once read a story about a woman who always used a paint brush to masturbate. This really turned me on for some reason. After masturbating vigorously for quite some time one day, I was so sexually aroused that I had an overwhelming urge to try something new. I went out and bought some paint brushes to try the woman's technique. She wasn't kidding. After a few minutes, the pleasure was so intense I forgot all about the fact that I was using a paint brush on my clit. I got so into this new technique that I was eventually mashing the brush against myself in mindless ecstasy! The great part about it was how the bristles spread out all over every part of my vagina while I was pushing the hard part underneath against my clitoris. There were plenty of groans, moans, screams, and sighs bouncing off the walls that day!