My name is Veena. I am a nudist, exhibitionist, and a nymphomaniac. This story is about my first hot masturbation experience. It all started right from my teenage. I am the fourth daughter for my parents. I have 3 elder sisters. My parents got separated when I was an infant. I got to meet my father only once or twice a month and during festivals and other special occasions.
Being an all women family, my home was an entirely different environment altogether. No restrictions over anything. Be it dressing sense or anything in general, that too being the youngest of all, I was everyone’s pet and thus the most spoiled one as well. There was a considerable age difference between me and my sisters too. They were 8, 6 and 5 years elder to me respectively.
I wore the minimum clothes for most of my childhood and I was mostly naked at home for a greater part of my teenage. It is a common practice leaving the toddlers and kids naked at home until about the age of three in India. But I stayed naked well beyond that age. I continued the practice even after starting my high school.
I would get naked the first thing as I reach home back from the high school. Since I had the habit right from my preschool days, my sisters and mom always thought I was being innocent. I was always a child in everyone’s eyes. Besides, it was never a big deal at my home even after I grew up.
No one in my family had the habit of wear any inner garments at home. Everyone would be wearing a bare minimum to cover themselves; everyone is mostly in camisoles. Boxers or spaghetti or some light nightgowns. As a matter of fact, our mom encourages us to wear as little as possible.
She says it’s good to allow the skin to breathe and she is especially against us wearing tight panties or pants. She says the vagina needs enough air circulation lacking which is when women develop issues like PCO, etc. But she always insisted us on wearing skirts, sarees & half sarees or pants that are ventilated enough such as Patiala.
We all wore panties only during our periods. Same applies to bras too. She says that our skin is naturally elastic in nature and it loses its strength if we give continuous support of bras to the breasts; none of us in our home ever wore a bra except when absolutely needed and it did work out. We all have really good looking & firm boobs.
My mom in a naturopathist (an alternative medicine) & a yoga instructor. She has won several awards in yoga practices as well. She is 55 years old now stills looks like 35. We adopt very healthy food and lifestyle from our mom. Thanks to her. I and my sisters are very fit and sexy it looks. She made us do yoga every day. Gave us oil baths twice every week and ensured that we all stayed in shape. I am a classical dancer too. So you can imagine how my body must be.
My body:
I am recently married, 27 years old. Have a slim, slender and a very flexible body. When I say flexible, I really mean it. I can raise a single leg straight above my head without slightest discomfort; I can even lie down and fold both my legs behind my neck. Thanks to all the yoga exercises. My measurements are 34 – 26 – 34. I have quiet bigger boobs & buttocks considering my slender body and flat tummy. No excess fat anywhere and a spotless fair skin and a very childlike & innocent face.
My boobs are quite big and round creating a very beautiful cleavage whichever dress I wear. They used to be very firm and round until my college days. They’ve become slightly slender now but I actually like my slender boobs better. They are even sexy. I’ve got a shapely hip and a firm ass and a tiny little asshole.
Though I’ve been fucked in my asshole they shrink back in size after every intercourse. It gives my partner a great experience but quite some pain for me every time I get anal. My pussy is like a budding flower. Yes, I have a prominent clit and my inner labia is larger than usual but not too large and that makes it beautiful.
I used to admire my pussy a lot ever since my adolescence. When I open my legs enough the inner lips and clit can be seen very clearly and my tiny opening can be seen too. My inner lips and vagina are cherry pink in color which adds to the beauty. I’ve always got a lot of praise for my body and beauty.
Like how I stated, in the beginning, it all started right from my childhood. I was allowed to be completely naked at home till my age of 5 / 6. I used to take off my clothes as soon as I got back from school, take bath and remained naked then. Well, my mom & sisters have always seen me naked right from when I was a toddler.
So, they didn’t mind it much but when I was 5 / 6 years old they started insisting me on wearing clothes since I was not a child anymore and that my body is growing and I should cover it from others. My mom taught me about good touch, bad touch, and everything. I started wearing frocks and camisoles at home. It’s not that I was sexually aware or aroused but I found being naked to be very comfortable. I really was innocently comfortable being naked.
Though I wore something till night, I always slept naked. No one objected that because my mom herself slept naked several days and after my sisters grew up they too slept naked several days. Of course, everyone covered themselves with a blanket and they took off their clothes only after the lights went off.
As I grew up, I started to enjoy the nakedness. I felt as if the clothes were suffocating me. I would get naked whenever I get a chance. Whenever I was left alone at home I ensure to stay naked till someone comes. Even in school, when I go to the restroom, I have several times taken off my clothes completely and stayed naked for a few minutes just for the sake of being naked. I always ensured no one caught me naked. I was very clear about that.
Things changed when I was at the end of the school. My body started developing early and I had some weird sensations between my legs often. But I never bothered to think what it was. Our school uniform for girls was a shirt and a knee length pinafore frock over it with shoes and long socks.
I always sat on the first row and our teachers used to punish students who defaulted on doing homework by making them sit on the floor and complete it before they could get back to their seats. On a fine day, I accidentally noticed a boy sitting on the floor was looking into my skirt through the corner of his eyes.
I wanted to confirm if he was looking at what I thought he was looking at. I kept on looking at his eyes and yes. He was looking into my skirt very often. He was pretending as if he was just doing his homework and nothing else. I felt ashamed.
Since I never had the habit of wearing a panty and that he was sitting right opposite me, he would have been able to see my pussy. I immediately closed my legs together and adjusted my skirt so that he couldn’t see anything. From that day onwards, I was a bit alert. Whenever boys came and sat down on the floor, I closed my legs and covered myself.
My body was developing at a rapid rate and my inner labia started to show out and my clit also peeked out a little. Till then, when I look at my pussy, I just say a slit and an opening when I parted my labia. Now, they were opening themselves since my inner labia outgrew the outer one.
One day, when we were doing our morning yoga, while I was just wearing a camisole, as usual, my eldest sister noticed my pussy and immediately pointed it out and the next moment my entire family was looking at my pussy. I felt a bit shy and like I was on display or something. It’s not that they haven’t seen my private parts before.
I’m partly naked all the time but it was the attention they were all given to it. I felt a sudden wetness and the same weird feeling there again. I was lying on the yoga mat. My mom came close, spread my legs and was touching my pussy and was observing it. And my sisters sat around and were looking at my pussy.
Everyone at my home had a normal pussy; my mom and my second sis had bigger clits but apparently, the only mine was the one with bigger inner lips. While everyone sat around admiring my pussy, my mom was gently rubbing over it. She was explaining what was what and the type of pussy I was developing, in simple words.
She was giving an anatomy class to my sisters showing my naked pussy. I was a bit embarrassed but at the same time. I enjoyed the attention everyone was giving me and the fact that they all admired it very much. From that day on, I observed several times my sisters staring at my pussy whenever they got chance. I also noticed that whenever my mom or my sis applied oil for my weekly baths, they gave a little extra attention to my pussy. I’ve always been semi-naked around them but all these attentions were making me feel different. I started enjoying it.
A few weeks later, in my class, I saw the same boy who peeped into my skirt coming down to the floor. He sat exactly opposite to me and I guessed, I knew what his intentions were and subconsciously I started spreading my knees apart. I don’t exactly know what was happening to me but I wanted him to look at my pussy this time.
After concentrating on his homework for a few minutes, he rolled his eyes up slowly to look into my skirt. He saw in my skirt, noticed I was naked underneath and a smile spread across his face and looking at him looking at my pussy gave me a strange sensation. I was able to feel my pussy getting wet and a strange sensation passing through my body.
I wanted to explore further. Then, I lifted my skirt a little more so that the hem was above my knees and kept my foot on the desk’s footrest so that my knees were little raised and my pussy was directly on his eye’s level and I spread my knees even further which would give him a clear view. So, I was continuously looking at him. Waiting for him to look into my skirt. I was not able to pay attention to the class. My heart was beating really fast and my pussy was getting really wet.
He looked up again and the moment, he saw my pussy on clear display his jaw dropped immediately. I was able to see his eyes widen up and he was just drooling looking at my pussy. He looked up to see if I noticed him. I pretended to be writing something but was looking at him through the corner of my eye. Looking at his reactions was priceless. He was looking at my pussy. Then my face and then was rubbing his crotch and was looking at my pussy again.
The sensation I had was getting stranger and stranger. I wanted to explore further. So what the hell I parted my legs as wide as possible and looked away somewhere else and pretended to have lost in some thought. I was able to feel my inner lips opening now. He must have been able to see my pussy COMPLETELY now.
A few seconds later, I turned towards him and he was just staring at my pussy. Soon, his Jaws dropped and drooling as if he was mesmerized. He didn’t even bother to look up if someone was seeing him or even if I was seeing him. This sent me over the edge and the sensation I had grew too strong and I was not able to control it anymore so just closed my leg and was trying to focus on my class but was not able to. I was staring at the teacher but my thoughts were elsewhere. The wetness in my pussy was too much that I feared of wetting my skirt.
Just then, the bell rang and I immediately rushed to the restroom once the teacher left and entered the last cubicle. I was palpitating & breathing heavy as if I was running out of the air and my entire body was shaking like they ran out of air too. I immediately got naked and hanged my clothes aside. My hands started roaming around my body automatically. The feeling was great.
I then took my right hand over to my pussy and found them to be too wet. I looked down and found my pussy to be glittering because of the wetness. I’ve never seen my pussy like that before. I started to explore my wetness slowly and it felt really good.
I just closed my eyes and started massaging my pussy gently. The felling was getting too good. I raised my left leg and placed it on the toilet seat spreading my legs as much as possible rubbed my pussy. I found a strong sensation whenever I touched my clit. So started rubbing my clit more and more. I forgot where I was.
So, I got lost in the pleasure, shut my eyes tight and it felt as if I was on the verge of peeing but not able to. It reached a peak and my entire body started to shake and I was able to feel my pussy pulsating. I literally screamed out of pleasure and held my vagina tight and closed my eyes tight to the feeling reduced. It took a few minutes for me to come back to my senses.
I opened my eyes and realized where I was and got scared if someone would have heard me. I slightly opened the door and found the restroom to be empty. A sigh of relief and washed my hands and pussy well. Then, I dressed and got out of the cubicle.
When I got out there were three girls standing next to the wash basins. I walked casually and one of them asked if I cried. I got scared a little thinking she might have heard me and asked why she was asking. She pointed to my cheeks and said I had tears flowing down.
I looked at the mirror and was shocked myself. I did look like I had just cried. So, I took some tissues and wiped my face saying them it was nothing. I was running through the entire incident in my head and realized the intensity of the pleasure I just had.
I left the restroom with a huge smile on my face. Soon, I found my classroom deserted when I reached. Everyone had gone to the mess hall for lunch. I skipped my lunch that day and was running through all that happen in my mind for the rest of the day.
And that was my first masturbation experience. I have got my lifetime of experiences to be penned down. This is the first time I have attempted to write down something. I have got too many more experiences to share. Please e-mail ([email protected]) me your feedback, suggestions, and comments.