I became educated about all the different types of sex activities through my later high school years and early college years. I suppose I was a late learner, because I really had no idea how to masturbate in a powerful way until I was about 18 years old. Sure… I had humped my pillow as a young teenager to achieve some sexy and sensual feelings on the outer parts of my vagina, but I never really had a full-blown "screaming orgasm" until I was a little older.

One day, I was snooping through my Mothers room. She was divorced and lonely since she left my dad. When I opened her dresser, there was a little toy. It was not a typical vibrator or dildo. This one was very small, and by twisting a small crank on the side, it made the upper plastic part jump up and down. The upper part was shaped just like the head of a penis. Not knowing what this was, I threw it aside. The next thing I found in the box was a sex store magazine catalog. I heard the garage door opening, so I took the magazine and put the box back in the dresser. I ran back to my room and put the catalog under my bed.

That night, when my mother was asleep, I took the catalog to bed with me, and read it. It was selling sex toys, novelties, and foods to put on the body during sex. Just about anything that could be used for enhancing sex was there. In the back of the magazine, there were pictures. It included pictures of men humping women, and it wasn't censored. It showed long, hard, throbbing, erect penises. I began to stare at these pictures. Of course, I was fully aware of what they were doing in the pictures, but I had no idea my mom would have something like this.

I began feeling a wet, tingling, and tickling sensation in my vagina. As I felt it, I slowly slid my hands down my panties. As my hand brushed down against the outer lips of my privates, I let out a slight "ohhh" noise. I had no idea why. As I felt my warm sticky, juicy, wet pussy, I was scared because I had no idea why it was so wet this time compared to the other times I fooled around with myself in my bed. I couldn't understand why so much liquid was spilling out of me. That night, I slept with my pillow between my legs, so it wouldn't get all over my bed.

My vagina felt different against the pillow this time. I could move my hips back and forth and the pillow slid easily up and down. As I placed one leg under it, and one leg on top of it, I must have hit my clitoris, because I let out another "ohhh" noise. I pushed the pillow against me, completely out of instinct. I imagined the pillow was the man in the magazine catalog, and I rolled on top of it. I took off all my clothes, and layed on top of this big pillow under my sheets. The harder I pushed myself to be closer to the pillow, the farther my sweet bare vagina lips parted.

Finally, my wet clit rubbed against this pillow. "Yes", I said under my breath. I started to rub my breasts as I fantasized about sex. I started to move my butt in circular grinding motion, making the pleasure shoot to an extreme. I reached down with my had, spread my lips apart, and put them on the pillow. Then I grabbed the headboard of my bed, and started vigorously pushing and pulling myself back and forth, giving my sweet hard clit the pleasure it needed. It was such an awesome orgasm, that the room started to spin, my thoughts were blurry, and I had the feeling like I couldn't go on any longer. I had already come to one climax. But to my surprise, about two minutes later, I think I came to another separate orgasm. This time, I found myself letting out a yell because the pleasure was so overwhelming. I'm glad my mother did not wake up. I have since experimented with many different ways to bring myself to powerful and exciting orgasms.